M-onday March thirteenth
A-ims to warm your heart;
R-ise of the sun shows up,
G-ray haze and mist depart.
I-t's a beautiful morn, making the fog fade away;
E-vening shadows disappear, dusk yields to the new day.
B-eacon begins to rise
A-bove the wide horizon;
L-et the twilight end,
B-ecoming a break of dawn.
O-pen your heart to trials, rise everytime you fall;
N-ever ever give up, keep your back against the wall.
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