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You seldom fall asleep after I do, so you’ve never felt how the world can vanish in an instant – how the final hours of a fading day let go of their meaning.
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Nov 26, 2025
Nov 26, 2025 at 4:18 AM UTC
Good night
You seldom fall asleep after I do, so you’ve never felt how the world can vanish in an instant – how the final hours of a fading day let go of their meaning.
eridan
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Nov 26, 2025
Nov 26, 2025 at 4:18 AM UTC
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