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Once again, a celebration here; decorated by fire, and the uproar chants a hymn. You, too, who sit above, this time, come join the people as a guest; it seems the wine of grapes of wrath has matured.
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Jan 2
Jan 2, 2026 at 3:25 AM UTC
Grapes of Wrath
Once again, a celebration here; decorated by fire, and the uproar chants a hymn. You, too, who sit above, this time, come join the people as a guest; it seems the wine of grapes of wrath has matured.
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Jan 2
Jan 2, 2026 at 3:25 AM UTC
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