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Stress; Insomnia; Rinse; Repeat

Sleeplessness might be a curse

More hours should be a blessing

I cannot find joy in madness

Sleeplessness is sane-less-ness

Insanity turns to absence

The void in my eyes alarms

Notice bring stress and tension

I'm too wound-up to sleep

I'm a snake eating its own tail

I should visit the pharmacy but

I rush to get home instead

Too tired to do anything

Too tired to fall asleep

Insomnia is a cruel mistress

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shane-devere-stewart
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Published
Apr 11, 2013
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