When your arm stretches out
I don’t have to take it
just let you hang
Soon, you’ll grow droopy
like my eyelids
fighting a losing battle
All the decent men and women are taken
I am left alone to ponder
at 3am
and trying to arm wrestle
till 5am
then I’ll feel like a pathetic winner
that defeated sleep
Flicker of Thoughts 
An unsettled, wandering and pondering mind hardly ever sleeps …
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That’s like a typical insomniac writer…if there is such a thing…
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Sometimes I used to be, but not so much these days 😊📖
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A dark piece. I like it!
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Nice, but sad 😔 …; -)
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