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Ugh


Eyes are getting heavy

And I never come to class ready

What is rested? I don't recall

Feeling like I might just fall

Into a quick slumber

These words are getting dumber

Leaning sideways like falling lumber

On a scale of 1 to 10

I can't find my number

More odd than even

Thinking of just leaving

My head's still swimming

My body's still aching

I'm not even thinking about what I've been taking

Another yawn closer to slipping away

Today is gonna be a long fucking day

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