Scribbles In Class
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Sinking
My chin into my chest
My eyelids closing shut
The line between dreams and reality
Is swiftly being cut
Voices
Are drifting away
Sound is going out
Consciousness is something
I can do without
Dozing
I need to stay awake
My grade depends on this
The lecture that I'm hearing
Is something I can't miss
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