Insomnia

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It all kinda started when you left, when I think about it.

My body felt your presence leave, and it went back into the lethargy, it once was accustomed to.

And when you come back; you revive me, and make those thoughts dissipate; but you leave again.

And I'm back at square one, without you.

I can't ever let you go, we both know that.

And this insomnia will last until you come back home.

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