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3am
It's 3am the witches hour
Lights r out but within there's power
Never ending supplies of light
Emergency stash but not in sight
Not the artificial blinding type
Natural fueled like a star filled night
Layered pollution thick clouds cover sky
Fooling the fools even covers their eyes
So whilst the sleeping are deep in to dreaming
Bewildered the witches from insi...
Saturday 7th October 2023 3:47 am
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