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Sep 2014
I stare at the clock
My mind racing
A mile a minute
With no indication of stopping

My eyes feel heavy
But my body won't stop moving
So I sit here writing
Hoping it will help even slightly

An hour passes by
I still sit here
I still keep writing
I should be in bed

This is stupid
Why can't I sleep?
I'm not an insomniac
So why won't my body rest?
Lunisa Alexandria Heart
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