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Flame of Zenith

K-ind weather sixth of March O-kays the sun to ascend; J-inx of the dark cold night I-s beginning to E-nd. G-lowing dawn has broken, U-nderneath the blue sky; T-he energy of the beacon I-s now getting high. E-arly Monday morning, R-ain and chill don't meet; R-ays from up above E-nhance the flame of Z-enith.

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