My inability to sleep the night thru
While in a city far from my home
Under blankets that keep me warm
The whirring wind of forced air
Keeping the room I'm in comfortable
Yet these images from a far
Of horrors unimaginable come to mind
And I want to complain about
how I can't sleep thru the night
My humanity cries out
Asking me what will I do
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