I was lying in bed, unable to sleep, & the hottest of takes were softly falling down upon me, one after the other, a ceaseless stream of hot takes. So many hot takes thought in bed at 3am, gone like a dream we forget as we wake, like water poured in the sand under the noon sun.
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