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It has been three days since I last closed my eyes in sleep. When the first sleepless night came, I was almost ecstatic. At last, I had the opportunity to be alone with my dreams, without regard for the real world. I could imagine myself a handsome, desired man, happy in the embrace of my beloved. But in reality, I am an ugly outcast, repulsive in appearance. This realization always fills me with sadness, as if a steel hoop is tightening around my chest. But now, physical pain has overshadowed all emotional torment. My head throbs like an iron bell, my ribs aching with the slightest movement. My eyelids hang like useless rags. Not a single coherent thought can form! My mind is melting, unable to find rest. No fantasy can obscure this pitch-black hell between sleep and wakefulness. If only I could sleep! But no matter how much I call for slumber, it mercilessly passes me by. My body writhes in the agony of sleep deprivation, my mind shatters into shards of pain... I can bear it no longer! I am ready to give anything, just to plunge into oblivion for even an hour