L-ife that we all share,
I-s in this troubled world;
Z-estful heart we possess,
A-s a strong wind has swirled.
M-orning we all share,
A-s the dawn starts to break;
R-ise of the sun begins,
C-heering up the ache.
I-n twenty-eight September, we breathe the one same air;
A-lmighty is the source of life that we all share.
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