If you're losing sleep,
What is it that you think over?
And if you're losing sleep,
What is it you can't get over?
That haunts with a taunting,
To leave you in a cold sweat.
If you're losing sleep,
By profound comments someone said.
And if you're losing sleep,
Why toss and turn?
Get up instead and remove your head from that bed.
To either clear or accept those comments said.
Perhaps sleep is not what you need.
Perhaps you're being disturbed,
By too much reality.
And reality these days,
For many...
Is as frightening as a nightmare.
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