Terrible sleepless night
Why was he
sleepless
restless
Why couldn't he
stop
gazing at the
lizard
crawling on the
ceiling?
Pinching himself
Asking again and
again
'Has my life gone
a-crumpling? '
'Has my world gone
upside-down? '
When sleeplessness
restlessness bogged
him down.
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