ADDS UP
One hour looking at one page
One hour, in one seat
One hour, one location
One mind, one focus
One flaw within this plan
One mind that can't focus
One body stays but the
One mind wonders beyond the page
One page, it wouldn't stick for the
One reason why I began to sit
One purpose I still can't fulfill this
One task I still can't complete
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