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Jul 2019
The sheep counted me
As I tried to sleep

I fell awake
Because my thoughts
Kept trying to think

Pills didn't help
They just made me weak

For insomnia came
And stole my dreams

Like a thief in the night
But the night stole me

It put me in a chair
And it tied me there

But I wasn't asleep

I was having a nightmare
And my sleep went walking

Then my imagination started talking
About how I could escape

But it was too late

The sheep became faint
As the count became great

And I missed work
Because I couldn't awake
JaxSpade
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