At Precisely Twelve Noon
R-ise at precisely twelve noon,
I-t's the right time to soar;
C-limb the highest mountain,
H-ide not your strength and ardor.
I-ntensify at precisely twelve noon, it's the midday of your life;
E-nthusiasm is there to win over the strife.
M-ake it at precisely twelve noon,
A-s shadows starts to unfold;
Y-ou will see the twilight zone, and you begin getting old.
B-e eager while you're still young,
U-sing the light of salvation;
L-et November twenty-first be bright
A-t precisely twelve
N-oon.
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