A-fter the dark is gone,
L-ight comes up Monday;
E-arly thirteenth February breaks,
X-factor is the sun ray.
B-eautiful day underneath
A-ims to brighten up the sky;
S-hadows and twilight
A-re both passing by.
N-ew morn denies the night, leaving it to meet the beacon;
G-ray clouds don't gather, your eyes shine like a dawn.
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