S-un has begun to set
Y-our own birthday aright;
R-ugged chilling wind
I-s calmed by the
L-ight.
A-fter the night's strong storm,
V-ile weather turns fine;
I-t's a beautiful Tuesday,
L-et the beacon shine.
E-arly morn March twenty-eighth, evening shadow passes by;
S-ee the beautiful view under the wide blue sky.
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