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I will not grow tired
of crayon stars and fire
the sunlight has punctured
tiny holes of life

I closed my eyes
I held my breath
I prayed for light
and gasped for oxygen
it wasn't there
I couldn't see
I prayed for light
to scare the shadow out of me
I couldn't sleep

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Insomnia
Wintersleep

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