Staring at that same line of tiny text
Over and over without understanding
Seeing words but not reading
Illusion of studying intently
Though in reality
JFK’s inaugural address is far away
Various thoughts going through
Like a fountain
Rushing up, spilling out, one after another
Each falling back after an explosion
To let the next take its place
Eventually circling back again
In a never ending cycle…
This tiny font, from top to bottom
Of the page
It makes my head hurt
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