J-ust let the Thursday pass,
I-t's a warm Friday light;
M-orning March seventeenth
A-ims to make it
R-ight.
S-un has begun to rise,
A-fter the long and lonely night;
N-ew dawn has broken,
C-anceling the twilight.
H-aze, mist, and fog
E-vade the break of day;
Z-enith awaits the beacon, as the dark fades away.
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