like marbles under my pillow
steal my sleep
though blinded by stars
the gift of sleep comes
winter nights
even the lice on my cat
are awake
yet shooting stars streak
across the summer sky
my forehead
sparks with sweat
in summer nights
the chill wind blowing outside
rattles the icicles on my window
sun melting snow
beyond the curtains
as I dream of sleep
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