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Engaged


Mindset, there

As papers and textbooks stare at me

I blink. Tired

eyes, reddened while the clock tics.

Focused, but not

As the body says "goodbye"

promising to greet me later.

Frustration: present

and eating my attention span.

Engaged, but no longer

once the brain says it's done.

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