... sleep won't come...

… sleep won't come…

… what's that sound?
… a gentle but disturbing vibration - in the middle of the night…
my mind grasping… desperate for that elusive sleep…
an owl calling… a fox barking, then an otter whistling by the duck pond
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… impractical to join them - the best I can do is write…
through that intrusive insomnia - I sympathise with those creatures of the night…

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