Diligence
Studying Muddying
Sipping my cup of joe
Working so hard until
The dead of night.
Thanks to my work, I’ve no
Availability
It is so challenging
Staying upright.
Tickity Tockity
I will run out of time
Zipping through my work like
The speed of light.
Racing heart, sweating palms
Atychiphobia
Little there’s left to do
The end’s in sight.
This poem is about:
Me
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