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Can't Sleep. I'm not sleepy, no not at all in the wee small hours of the night. I toss and turn in my cosy bed but then give up the fight. I might get up and read a book and have a cup of tea. Two sugars and a drop of milk will help to settle me. It's half past three, back to bed cause now i'm feeling sleepy. Or is just the ticking clocks and floorboards sounding creepy. As I lay my head upon my bed I soon drop off without a peep. There's not a movement in the house as at last I fall asleep. GOODNIGHT.

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