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Insomniac

Lying on bed as awake as an owl,
Maybe I've forgotten how to sleep.
Feeling restless I set out on a prowl,
Wondering why is it that my heart weeps?

Walking all alone I got so lonely.
There was no one else just the moon in the sky.
But he too hid behind a cloud suddenly,
He is just like me, a little bit shy.

I envy the moon, he is so blessed;
He can see you all the time.
He is even so romantic, you might get impressed,
I cannot stand it, his stealing what is mine!

Tired of missing you, I get back to my room.
Hoping things might get better than they've been.
Wishing we could see each other very soon,
I go to sleep to meet you in my dreams!

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