“Patience,” Cries out the universe.
The creature stops in its tracks. It looks above, it looks to the left, it looks at the ground with a vicious smirk.
But Nothing.
Nothing.
I need to re-acquaint myself with sleep.
Which has been defeated by
So many people
In the last few days.
I trap myself from the world.
And I turn on music?
I turn on the lights?
I sit,
More. And more.
No,
I should be
sleeping
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