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Just Let Me Sleep

Crawling into bed around

4am.

Wanting to sleep but my body won’t allow me to.

It is the worst.

Being sleepy and not being able to sleep

Because your stomach is growling

Because you haven’t eaten in three days

Because Thanksgiving is coming you are being reminded

Over and over again

That he is gone forever.

And you can’t do a thing about it.

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