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Sep 2016
Tiredness crawls into our eyes as our bodies are sweating from the summer heat.
We wish we could sleep.

We lay or heads on our desks until a quiet tap wakes us up from our semi conscious state.
We stare at the clock and wait.

As we're stuck in this eternity waiting for the tick of the seconds hand but the seconds hand came to a stop.
So the sleepless eternity will continue until someone fixes the clock.
I've been busy with school and have been really tired. Also history lessons are boring AF!
gray rain
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