“And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
So I had one more for dessert
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt..”

— Kris Kristofferson

Sunday Morning Comin' Down
Song lyrics, Kristofferson (1970)

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For rapture through a kingdom had been captured.
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