A Shitty Poem About Doing an Essay

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So I stare to Heaven,
Praying for the words to come,
Lest will I do myself harm.

Alas, I sit and stare,
Beneath the fluorescent glare,
Spirit tamped with despair,
While I scream at the night, “Come if you dare!”

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