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Nov 2020
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
Written by
Zadkiel
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