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 Aug 2018 Ghost Father
Jean
I can’t sleep
In this cheap motel room
Where I’m too short to see out the peep hole
my grandmother brought what she calls a night light
Most people call it a light
I call it no sleep
My dad snores
And the light is bright
And I can’t sleep
So I’ll say goodnight
Composed at 12:31 AM by an insomniac.

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