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Procrastination


My brain can’t go to work today. It says it has the flu But since it’s playing video games, I don’t know if that’s true. My brain can’t go to work today. It says that it’s too tired Yet, still, it can count The high scores that I’ve acquired. My brain can’t go to work today. It says it’s got other plans…. I see – it’s pulled a fast one So it’s back to work again!
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