.... i've gone mad.
Rushing this essay across a span of five days,
Battling my dumb anaemia,
Sleeping little with a sore neck,
Weaving the paper together tiresomely,
And I think that the paper still sucks.
It is really disheartening when you are in your last semester,
and you are supposedly looking down from the summit of the past 4 years accumulated,
feeling contented and enlightened.
I'm nowhere near.
At most, probably in a pile of debris at the bottom of the summit.
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