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Day 15

I lie awake
with a thousand thoughts,
flowing through my head
like butterflies
caught on the wind.
I need to sleep,
my head a flurry of activity
keeps me up,
eyes unable to close.
Every noise makes me startle
& shakes me back to wakefulness
once more.
I make patterns
on the walls with my mind,
see shapes in shadows,
with eyes so tired
their bags are like bruises
beneath my lids.
I need to sleep,
but the clock ticks on
towards morning.