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I find the worst terror rises at night. It rests all day, out of sight, though not of mind - and rested, it arrests any hope of sleep and robs me of all.
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May 2
May 2, 2026 at 9:29 AM UTC
3.00 a.m.
I find the worst terror rises at night. It rests all day, out of sight, though not of mind - and rested, it arrests any hope of sleep and robs me of all.
Sleep alludes me. But I've kept ahead of the rampaging terrors.
stevejeff
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May 2
May 2, 2026 at 9:29 AM UTC
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