J-anuary twenty-fourth morn
E-liminates the twilight;
A-s you wake from slumber,
N-ew dawn sets things aright.
M-ist, haze, and fog
A-re all nowhere in view;
R-aindrops are brought
T-o the dark, gray, and blue.
I-t's a beautiful Tuesday,
N-oontime highlights the day;
E-ven if the road is dark,
Z-enith brightens your way.
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