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Insomnia

I'm here pleading with you.
Praying for you to just happen.
I understand there might be some unwanted conversation that is blocking your flow but please drown them out. 
I'm still reaching out to you.
Eyes droopy and ready to fall.
Ready to drift into dreams unknown.
Take me away to the land where I fly over oceans and run with wild animals.
I beg you. 
Show up.
Show up. 

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