Insomnia

Insomnia

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The river of sleep has dried up,

for I can reckon 

the bedrocks of a dreamless night.

A night without opportunities,

To behold and to be mesmerised.

Insomnia is the cradle of my creativity, 

Crawling through this night of melancholy,

I wonder, what a price I have to pay

As I lay in utter dismay.


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