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Morn In Thirteenth September

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M-orn in thirteenth September
A-lters the curse of night;
R-ising sun at new dawn
I-s beaming with all his might.
L-ight in thirteenth September
O-bliterates the cold chill;
U-nderneath the blue sky, bright beacon brings a thrill.

A-fter the rain has gone,
B-ad weather disappears;

R-ed ray from up above
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Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
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