An Insomniac’s Poem

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From dusk to dawn, the night stretches onto the day, 

Cooler temperature brings better sleep, they say.

Except for the insomniac, “sweet dreams” never sail.

I plead, hope, and stuggle each night to no avail.

Only finding myself awake and alone, again.

Ponering when will this nightmare ever end.

Z Z Z . . .

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