J-ust strive to carry on,
O-n August thirty-first;
J-ust aim for freedom,
I-n an unquenchable
T-hirst.
D-o strive to carry on,
I-n an ardent way;
V-igorous determination
I-s far away from gray.
N-ever stop nor slow down, behold the rising beacon;
E-ventide is left behind, just strive to carry on.
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