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Stare at the ceiling,

eyes open,

it's far past midnight.

Everyone

sleeping.

No one knows.

You're the only one awake.

Faint light

through the window.

The moon is full

The only beauty at the moment.

Your head

it's buzzing.

It won't stop thinking

It won't stop.

"Please!"

You beg

"Please, stop!"

You know its hopeless.

Because you've tried before.

You try every night.

And every night,

You fail.

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