3AMThe night stretches before you, endless endless endless. Dawn will never come. It is three in the morning and you hate yourself and dawn will never, ever come. You've already questioned everything you hold important, you've already listened to the songs that comfort you. You've exhausted every resource you keep for these occasions and you are exhausted because you have been up since too early. You have been up since your body was too saturated with sleep to let you lie in oblivion another minute. And now it is three AM and you are3AM
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