D-awn has just broken,
E-vening chill fades away;
L-ight in the morning shines,
F-lame brightens the gray.
I-n the fresh break of day, the sun has begun to rise;
N-ovember twenty-three, beacon burns in the skies.
R-ed rays from the blue lane
A-re emitted by the crimson;
Y-our life is totally bathed,
O-nward to new horizon.
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