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what was thought to be simple childhood task
remotely turning into huge pain while on adulthood
aeon back sleep was my favorite hobby
here sleep became a thing to summon
sleepless dream harder than dreamless sleep
tears roll down but eye lids do not
I am ready to sleep but my thoughts are not
I see clarity even in the darkness of night
hyperactive brain searching means for sleep devoid
I wish to throw myself to the majestic unconsciousness
devoid of bumps of controlled consciousness
my self-created ecstatic heaven
I wish to sleep off in the warmth of dreamy sleep.

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