Sleep

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As I lie awake
My thoughts rush back to me
Like a wave of everything
I have done and felt

Everything is spinning
Around in my
Head
Like a tornado

Inescapable,
Tapped in my own
Body,
No chance of escape

The only thing that
Slips by the cracks in the prison bars
I call my head
Is sleep.

It's always there
Just out of reach
Blocked by all thoughts
Grouped together like a wall

Finally my
Brain shuts off
Sleep at last,
Until tomorrow

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