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Nov 2011
Waking up in a panic,
Heart racing,
Sweat dripping,
Head pounding,

Sleep is not an option,

Counting sheep,
Staring at the clock,
Looking at the ceiling,
Rolling back and forth.

Even if it is my choice.
Jenna Andrews
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