A-s you have high grade faith,
M-oving mountain is easy;
B-raving the weather is fine,
E-arly thirty-first of January.
T-he high grade hope is needed to face the bleak tomorrow;
H-azy horizon turns clear, canceling the signs of sorrow.
B-enevolence of your heart
I-s making the forlorn fight fade;
L-ife is in harmony and peace,
O-nce your love is in high
G-rade.
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