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Morning. Temporary ceasefire with insomnia, Marked by cheerful birds. Morning. Start of hostilities with drowsiness, Combating alertness ceaselessly. Morning. Opening salvo with heavy caffeine support, Awakening the senses with hot beverages. Morning. Food, an uncertain ally. Alertness or comas—it’s sometimes close. Morning. Battle lines redrawn, But war continues perpetually.
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Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 6:33 AM UTC
Morning
Morning. Temporary ceasefire with insomnia, Marked by cheerful birds. Morning. Start of hostilities with drowsiness, Combating alertness ceaselessly. Morning. Opening salvo with heavy caffeine support, Awakening the senses with hot beverages. Morning. Food, an uncertain ally. Alertness or comas—it’s sometimes close. Morning. Battle lines redrawn, But war continues perpetually.
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33/F/USA
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 6:33 AM UTC
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