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Dreaming of Insomnia

Prolong the nights
By shortening the days

twilight marches onto
sunrise marches onto
The day’s birdsong are sirens to the night’s stars

You look out the window
& drink in the light of the moon
You ink notes of its progression across the sky
You watch the stars twinkle into oblivion
A calm & coolness stings the earth
As purple ripples to blue
As blue ripples to orange
As night bleeds into day
As reality bleeds into dream
Or a constant wakefulness of a world tirelessly turning

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