Poem: Sleeping better

Sleeping better

would be nice,
but I do not know
if it can be
achieved

for me, not
right now,
and maybe 
never, maybe.

At least
I have a bit
more time
not being
asleep;

maybe that
is a good
consolation,
maybe.

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