03.09.18
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Homework (an acrostic poem)

Heaving the heavy books onto the table

Outside the sunlight laughed at my predicament

My soul screamed back in anguish

Eventually the book opened

Work commenced

Order returned until…

Rays of sun played across my piece of paper

Killing what was left with my resolve, so I went outside to bury it

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