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Its 2 a.m. She can not sleep. Sleep is a term for peace, probably... Far from peace, how can there be sleep... Someone is sick, someone is far, someone is veryyy far... She misses the 4 yr old, who said, "Dont be sad, be happy" the apple of her eye... If only it was so easy, he taught her, being thankful is the key... She thanks Allah for whatever is in store, but she can't sleep. Listening to the chugging sounds of the fan, the tick tock tick of the clock, scampering of a cockroach, the sound of some car coming in late, the squealing cats, the birds(afterall the early birds catch the worm) and finally the cockadoodle doos.. Such a short night, yet so long. Sometimes all she wants is to close her eyes, and dream... Of nothing... Just nothing, no thoughts, nothing... :( Lord, grant me peace!!! Shower your mercy on the sick, give them good health, ameen!!!!

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