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Cleaning Up the Mess

S-moky Sunday night H-as been replaced by dawn; E-arly Monday takes over, I-t's a big birthday occasion. L-et second day January erase the mist and haze; A-s you wake from slumber, behold, watch, and gaze. O-pen both your eyes B-efore the beacon rises; R-ays above the ocean A-re cleaning up the mess.

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