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Exhaustion


The chipped green walls

Is my grass 

The wooden chair and desk

Are my neighbors 

The flickering lamplight

Is my sun

The stain of computer light

Pin pricked into my eyelids

Are my stars

The noisy pages of a textbook

Are all my friends

Upcoming assignments, due dates

Are my sister

My test scores

Are my parents

My college application

Is my family

My acceptance 

Are my children

The promise of sleep 

Weaving through my sinking limbs  

Is my love 

 

The Door

Is still so far away

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