Poem: Dreaming of Dreaming

Still awake in the middle of the night.

Why does not sleep come to me?

My mind will not set me free.

With the stresses of the day I fight.

I cannot stop the thoughts spinning in my head.

All I want to do is go to bed.

Dreaming of dreaming,

That is all, that can be said.

 

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