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Nov 2018
she lay in bed
at one o'clock.
eyes not a bit sleepy,
no sheep with their flock.

she wish to close her eyes
for sleep she desires.
her thoughts jumble
and her mind is wired.

at last she goes to sleep
after quite a long bit,
but this is her sleep schedule
and she can't quit.
Crystal Freda
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Crystal Freda  25/F/Louisiana
(25/F/Louisiana)   
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       Timothy, Gods1son and Tif
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