Sleep

I
am
often in such pain
that I just need to sleep.
And sleep. And sleep. And sleep. And sleep. And sleep.
And sleep. And sleep. And sleep. And sleep. And sleep.
And sleep. And sleep. And sleep. And sleep. And sleep.
Hoping that it will all be gone when I eventually
wake up.

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