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In between the floating day and night that keeps this sublunary planet live. It's still an unseen night from where the sunrise. If only one can tell from where the things dip out only to scurry away. I wanted to ask but every one I see is another punter knows not when that's time is up!
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Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 12:30 AM UTC
A World of Punteres
In between the floating day and night that keeps this sublunary planet live. It's still an unseen night from where the sunrise. If only one can tell from where the things dip out only to scurry away. I wanted to ask but every one I see is another punter knows not when that's time is up!
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Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 12:30 AM UTC
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