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I can't sleep.

My stomach earned a Scout badge

For knot making.

My sad thoughts are roaming

Like a shooting star.

Laughably, my body is

Paralyzed with helplessness.

I cry so much.

My tears are overflowing my palms.

They baptize my elbows.

“When will it end? When?"

Prayers start to my lips,

But are overtaken with quiet sobbing.