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 It is midnight

I see my hands

I know I am not sleeping well

I worry

I have always worried

I think that may not change 

I like the symbol

The promise

Its shape

Its meaning

It is midnight, but soon is it later

I still can’t go to sleep

I look for signs

For signals

I lay down and imagine

I dream a little

Or may be

I dream a lot

I dream big

I dream

That is the one big benefit of this lack of sleep

The dreaming

It is no longer midnight

We started a new day

I hide while you seek

Or maybe is just the opposite

And I seek while you hide