#37- Insomnia.A Poem by PaperOn being able to sleep.
A couple months ago.
I couldn't sleep. Not a wink. Awake. Till morning. But being able To talk to you. Every night Again Before bed, For an hour or two, At least, Has made The night Far less harrowing. So-- Goodnight, Miss. I'll talk to you again, Tomorrow.
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