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Sep 2014
A steaming mug between my hands
Paper littered around me
I sit, forehead creased,
in my balcony.
I see the sky and the ground
and I'm simply floating in between.

Rolling a pen
between my fingers
watching the hills
they look greener than ever
I'd like to sleep
I'd like to read
But homework does
bind me.

This is procrastination,
level: extreme.
A little break, or another one of my little breaks.
I'm also working my bumm off.
Devoir: to do. Also, homework in French.
kailasha
Written by
kailasha  ktm/del/bos
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