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Wednesday, 22 June 2016

Poem: Sleepless

Sleepless nights, 
Swirling through sashes of weird dreams; 
Taunted by thoughts, 
Too fresh for this time of night. 

Sleepless sights, 
Shutting the eyes to lure unconsciousness; 
Haunted by aliveness, 
Of the movements of the night. 

Copyright © 2016 thearcticstar

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