i can't sleep. i don't feel tired anymore, ever. naps keep me in fuel, but they can never satisfy my need for sleep. i shout across the heavens for god to hear me. he shouts back. i can't make out the words, though. i've cut out everything that took away from natural sleep. i took out the drugs, and i miss them. i took out the tv, and i miss it,
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