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Mar 2015
the clock ticks past twelve.
a new day comes across the horizon,
and with bags hanging from my eyes,
i laugh and continue working
Because when you're staying up doing your homework, and you see it's past twelve, instead of thinking "it's a brand new day" you laugh at it like it's a joke
Angie S
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