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Sleepless In Cascais

Sleepless in Cascais It was a strange night Couldn’t sleep thoughts and images Kept churning around and I was Horrifyingly awake. This is pointless, got up and drank Several glasses of water, my brain Was talking to me and I had no answer. To distract myself I watched TV, till Four in the morning slept like a baby Until noon, the past is a bleak territory.

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Date: 7/15/2019 7:30:00 AM
A bleak territory full of sleepless nights...Nice one
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 8/7/2019 6:16:00 AM
thank you, Arturo Michael
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 7/16/2019 2:07:00 AM
thank you, Arturo Michael

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