J-ust go for the prize,
O-n the thirteenth of December;
Y-our greatest goal lies ahead, failure is a disaster.
G-o for the prize,
R-each the heaven's gate;
A-ttain the promised salvation,
N-ever waver in your faith.
A-chieve the priceless reward,
D-on't ever close your eyes;
A-im at the glorious abode, go for the prize.
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