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Welcome to the Wee Hours of the Night Where we are as clear as the mesmerizing twilight                    And as bright as a blue moon         And as dark as an crimson ocean   And as yellow as the Golden Prison Veritas That is where we are sleeping upon as we drink substances that range from the roasted ones to the truth serum Welcome to the Wee Minutes of the Day Where we are choking on the steam of our early shower and Where people say their goodbyes Welcome to the Wee Hours of the Late
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Nov 1, 2020
Nov 1, 2020 at 2:04 AM UTC
The Wee Hours
Welcome to the Wee Hours of the Night Where we are as clear as the mesmerizing twilight                    And as bright as a blue moon         And as dark as an crimson ocean   And as yellow as the Golden Prison Veritas That is where we are sleeping upon as we drink substances that range from the roasted ones to the truth serum Welcome to the Wee Minutes of the Day Where we are choking on the steam of our early shower and Where people say their goodbyes Welcome to the Wee Hours of the Late
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Nov 1, 2020
Nov 1, 2020 at 2:04 AM UTC
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