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There is just no sleeping tonight I am trying but the twirling of my head won't let everything be alright. So I sit, gaze straight instead. No, there is just no rest in sight. The coffee *** is waiting ready for the dawning of early morning light, but I keep my gaze steady. If there will be snoozing against minds might tomorrow will come in glory to greet me without a fight and I will continue on to the following verse of this story. Verse 2...Still no sleep Magnitude of mighty morals must mind minutes on laurels. Lay lying in lighted luck lamenting. Love lives lively less forgetting. Find favor of Father's future. Fair in fun filled creature. Crawl in crevasse created. Can of cold cards played. Pain of posture posed poignantly. Part in pretty petals painted loosely. Learn of leaning lantern low. Lid open liturgy's lighted meadow!
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Oct 3, 2011
Oct 3, 2011 at 8:15 PM UTC
No Sleep....Still No Sleep
There is just no sleeping tonight I am trying but the twirling of my head won't let everything be alright. So I sit, gaze straight instead. No, there is just no rest in sight. The coffee *** is waiting ready for the dawning of early morning light, but I keep my gaze steady. If there will be snoozing against minds might tomorrow will come in glory to greet me without a fight and I will continue on to the following verse of this story. Verse 2...Still no sleep Magnitude of mighty morals must mind minutes on laurels. Lay lying in lighted luck lamenting. Love lives lively less forgetting. Find favor of Father's future. Fair in fun filled creature. Crawl in crevasse created. Can of cold cards played. Pain of posture posed poignantly. Part in pretty petals painted loosely. Learn of leaning lantern low. Lid open liturgy's lighted meadow!
This is a strange one but I remember that night distinctly because I couldn't stop thinking and I was all caught up in deciding what I believed in and I just met the man (who is now my husband) and was thinking about that too. I started looking around the beach house I was renting at the time and in Verse 2 started describing what I saw around me in the room and then as I was going around the room the last things I looked at was my Bible and that ended up putting my mind at ease. Still works every time.
jenny-palisano
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Oct 3, 2011
Oct 3, 2011 at 8:15 PM UTC
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