E-arly thirtieth January
R-eminds me of your birthday;
I-t's a lovely Monday morn,
K-iss the storm
A-way.
L-et the wind blow softly,
O-cean is calm underneath;
P-ose facing the offing,
E-yes between the sea and the
Z-enith.
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