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Morning sun comes Nowhere to hide with the lights around, Always waiting for the night.
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Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 3:35 AM UTC
Night
Morning sun comes Nowhere to hide with the lights around, Always waiting for the night.
This goes out to all the nocturnal animals, who are at one with themselves only at night.
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Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 3:35 AM UTC
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