Boredom

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I sat here just waiting

Waiting for something to come

And also thinking of everything

That seems so fun.

But I thought of nothing

Just mere glum

Then my mind was blank

And I was back to the void of none.

So I laid in bed

Thinking of sleeping all day

But I stayed awake

For an unknown reason I dare say.

Then i sat in my bed thinking

On how to ease this boredom

Cause it's driving me crazy

That's why I wrote this poem.

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