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Insomnia
I couldn’t sleep last night,
I really don’t know why.
Something kept nagging me,
And it just wouldn’t die.
Now the sun has set again,
And as a storm is brewing,
The nagging feeling returns,
I do not welcome its arriving.
The storm rages with fury,
But in me I feel an empty void.
I do not know what it wants,
The feeling took all I enjoyed.
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Aside from my great plans to become the future dictator of the moon, I have little interest in political discussions.
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