C-oal clouds don't gather,
H-aze and mist fade away;
R-ain and chill disappear,
I-nclement clime doesn't
S-tay.
R-ising sun seventh January
E-rases the Friday twilight;
Y-our Saturday birth event
E-xpects the light in
S-ight.
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