A-n early morning beacon
N-ever brings rugged wind;
G-ray clouds don't gather,
I-solated raindrops
E-nd.
A-pril thirteenth Thursday
B-egins to leave the night;
A-fter the dusk disappears,
G-oing by is the twilight.
O-pen your eyes to sunrise, above the bright horizon;
N-ew dawn has broken, meeting the morning beacon.
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