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Be On Fire

C-old chill and raindrop L-eave early Monday; A-fter the Sunday night, I-nclement clime fades away. R-ays of the sun shine, ninth January morn; E-vening shadows vanish, on the day you were born. A-llow your mind to open, M-eet your heart's good desire; A-im for the gold medal, R-ise up to be O-n fire.

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