No drive to do the work today
Starting fifty times on each one
Finally settling for three instead of four
I'll catch up in that class somehow
Who knows because I don't
I'm so tired yet I can't sleep
What's the point in trying
I could give up and run away
But the weight of too much counts on me staying
So stay I shall even when I don't want to
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Friday, September 11th (180th day of quarantine because of COVID-19)
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Daily Quarantine Poetry
PoetryI have decided to write a poem a day describing how I am feeling, what I did that day, and/or my main thoughts revolving the day for the duration of my quarantine. This will go through a world win of emotions and there will probably just be straight...
