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Interlude Sitting,
Waiting,
Time being consumed.
Patience spent while
Boredom merges with normality.
The door opens,
Another acolyte of stagnance enters.
The soft ticking of a clock
Times the descent into inactivity.
The noise drowns in the
Now raspy voice of reason.
Class Begins.
Sitting,
Waiting,
My time is consumed.
Awww. I know the feeling.
fucking amazed... simplistic yet so knowledgable on such a hard subject, wouldnt you say?