Eyes awaken to cold air, still wrapped cozily
'Tis a brand new day
The change of season, the change of time
'Tis late already
Shuffle! Bang!
I chase time, for it does not wait
No time to waste
Buried with diction
Buried with syntax
For the day of judgment creeps near
Oh how nice would it be to
Concentrate!
The days, tick tock
(Ok, a little abstract, but I just wanted to try something new)
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