M-orning light April thirteenth
E-rases the gray and blue;
R-aindrops have vanished,
L-onely dark departs from
Y-ou.
E-arly Thursday morning light
R-ises above the horizon;
I-t's a beautiful view,
N-ew dawn meets the beacon.
A-s the break of day
D-enies the cold night;
A-fter the deep darkness, behold the morning light.
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