B-ehold the sky before sunrise,
I-t's a wide lane in blue;
B-eautiful beacon begins
O-bliterating the fog for
Y-ou.
O-ctober twenty-third Monday,
C-lear view pleases your eyes;
O-pen your heart and mind to dawn-break before sunrise.
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