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can’t sleep.

 

it’s brightening up the sky, 

almost feels like early morning.

 

I can hear the sound of ice 

cracking on my fire escape 

carefully tiptoe,

not to wake up the neighbors.

 

the heating is hot

too hot,

like a boiling summer night.

 

beneath 

take a leap

swim like raindrop 

free like a bird 

 

quietly 

lightly

 

fall into the white mattress of you 

so I can sleep again .

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