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Three Weeks.

NaPoWriMo 2014
Day 13; Poem 13

“Three Weeks”

I am so frustrated.
Nothing is going right.
I’m so tired of everything falling apart.
Graduation looms in the near future,
But all of these roadblocks are wearing me weary.
Tears lie on the brink of falling.
Three weeks.
Three long weeks.

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