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In the Beach Resort

J-anuary twenty-first morn E-rases the lonely night; S-un has begun to rise, S-hining with burning light. I-t's a beautiful Saturday, C-oal clouds don't gather; A-nother dawn has broken, bringing warmth to the weather. B-oats are smoothly sailing, A-fter coming from the port; Z-enith meets the beacon, A-s you're in the beach R-esort.

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