Over the past several months my insomnia has considerably worsened and I have begone to record audio files when I periodically wake up without any memory of doing so. The clips average at most only a minute or two in length. They seem to draw inspiration from what little of my dreams I can recall. At first they were simple phrases lacking any structure, but as my condition continues to decline, full sentences have formed often ending in rhyme, but still lacking any rigid meter. I have decided to adapt these ramblings into poems. I do not know what they mean, if they mean anything at all.
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