Sleep a dance of three
A body deprived of sleep
Is a body destined to fail
A mind deprived of sleep
Is a mind on the road to insanity
A soul deprived of sleep
Is a soul thirsting for God
Body, mind, soul locked in the dance of sleep
The body tosses
The mind wanders
The soul cries out
The body succumbs
The mind dreams
The soul searches
The body is refreshed
The mind is renewed
The soul is hopeful
And tomorrow they dance again
My life on an unexpected path 
Oh yes, yes, yes to your poem! we can really be zombies without sleep. 😀
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