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Legs tangle in rumpled dark sheets
Curtains float with windy breaths
Street lights glow
Sheen of sweat


Ceiling of faded lavender shadows
And above are dying embers in an opaque sky


There are Crickets chirping
The House is creaking
My Heart is beating
too loud
I hear Whistles in the wind


Why can't I sleep?


It is a Desolate
Kind of Quiet
Hopelessly Restless
Peace


Why can't I sleep?
Why can't I sleep?
Why can't I sleep?




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