D-ecember second morn
A-sks if you want brightness;
I-n spite of the cloudy sky,
S-till your heart says
Y-es.
E-arly beacon is hiding,
B-ecause of the foggy air;
I-n spite of the pouring rain,
D-ark night is finally
O-ver.
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