Blink
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My name is Cameron Jackson and I can't sleep. I haven't been able to for almost a year now. Every time I go to bed, I blink and next thing I know, it's morning. This would be fantastic except for the fact that sleep doesn't have an effect me. I wake up tired every day and doctors think I'm insane. If I'm being honest, I'm starting to think so too...
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