O-nce the day denies the night,
R-ising sun will shine;
L-et the Monday beacon bathe
Y-our soul and your mind.
A-s the day denies the night,
N-either eye doesn't open;
G-et up from your slumber,
U-nderneath the blue heaven.
L-et the morn March twenty-seventh share the dawn with light;
O-ne twilight won't remain, once the day denies the night.
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