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Nov 2018
another sleepless night
spent worrying about everything and nothing at all.
instead of living in the presence
I am lost in my thoughts
worrying about what might be.
what might be.
I wrote this about 18 months ago. To this day, Iā€™m not able to fall asleep before 3am. If you have any tips for me and my fellow insomnia sufferers, comment down below.
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Anna  20/F
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   Em MacKenzie
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