insomnia

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my brain is constantly scattered with questions

washed over with thoughts

clouded with doubts

sometimes a hush

sometimes a chatter

sometimes a wail

sometimes i cant hear anything at all

because i can imagine you with me

your warmth

a billow

overwhelming me

so i lay with you

and we sleep

and we dance in my dreams.

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