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never sleeps

My fingers linger over the keyboard

Lips move in silent prayer

Stomach growls and groans

Growing queasier by the second

Never before has this happened

Rib cage vibrates with every palpitation

Clammy fingers tremble

Warm beads of sweat

Trickle through my temple

Down my cheek

I hear questions being asked in the distance

My throat feels parched, I cannot speak

 

Mind wills me to type

Those seven cursed digits

That will reveal the result of a yearlong drudgery

And just as I look at the screen

My alarm goes off

Waking me up at the climax of my dream

 

And suspense lingers in the air. .

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