Insomniac – Poem by Maya Angelou

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Insomniac – Poem by Maya Angelou

There are some nights when
sleep plays coy,
aloof and disdainful.
And all the wiles
that I employ to win
its service to my side
are useless as wounded pride,
and much more

painful.

~Maya Angelou

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