The Night Sky To An Insomniac

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The slumbers of night to me,
are chambers that locked away sleep,
under florescent lights,
brighten bloodshot eyes,
fingers traced the table coffee rings.
3am I tried to rest,
hidden my head under my blankets,
leaving the lamp on to shine,
rays poke through dull cloth 
mimicking the starry sky,
dawn is now drawing close. 

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