L-et Friday morning
A-im to make a fresh start;
D-ay twentieth January warms
Y-our soul and your heart.
D-awn has just broken,
E-rasing the twilight;
L-et the dusk disappear,
A-llow the end of the night.
C-herish the cool clear water,
R-eturn to the volcano;
U-nderneath the blue sky,
Z-enith meets Mount Pinatubo.
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