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When the clock tick-tocks It's time to get out of the box Just as the rooster crows Gotta make some toasts When the sun greets the lands I'll warm your hands Hold it tightly as possible Chuckling, hearing your stomach grumble We'll spend the whole antemeridian Blissfully, with no plans Sipping tea with our favorite cups No distance-no gaps                 //nicaila
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Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 12:20 AM UTC
Sunrise
When the clock tick-tocks It's time to get out of the box Just as the rooster crows Gotta make some toasts When the sun greets the lands I'll warm your hands Hold it tightly as possible Chuckling, hearing your stomach grumble We'll spend the whole antemeridian Blissfully, with no plans Sipping tea with our favorite cups No distance-no gaps                 //nicaila
i ask my classmate to give me topic. she said 'time' so here goes
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Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 12:20 AM UTC
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