Coming From The Crimson
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Coming From The Crimson

L-ight begins to shine
A-fter the long, cold night; 
V-ile weather passes by, 
E-arly sun is burning bright.
R-ay starts to bring
N-othing but the glow; 
E-nding the sad twilight as well as the dark shadow.

T-wentieth day November
R-eplaces the evening chill; 
A-llowing the dawn to cause
P-ure delight and thrill.
S-tand up from slumber to say hello to the beacon; 
I-t's time to feel the warmth coming from the crimson.

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