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Jul 2015
How do I sleep?
I realize I don't do it
as often as I should.
I lie awake and stare at the ceiling
as the walls close in
and the darkness is blinding
and the silence deafening,
How do I sleep?
I need the rest.
My eyes hurt.
Liz And Lilacs
Written by
Liz And Lilacs  America
(America)   
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     Poetic Thoughts, --- and Virginia S
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