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Aug 2015
No sleep.
None to came to my eyes.
I was not welcomed into slumber!
'Twas not from the heat of summer!
No sleep to came to my eyes.
All that came was a barrage of thoughts variant like umber,
like a thousand fireworks bursting!
I know you know the feeling.
You know the feeling of sleep deprivation by the bombs bursting in your mind;
Such was the case for me last night!
Sleep deprivation came to me by the cracking and popping in my mind.
Elder Darius Castañeda
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Elder Darius Castañeda  Western Shores of Babylon
(Western Shores of Babylon)   
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