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Constants By LeVin Mai

The alarm strikes and shouts and then, repeats

This hour, this time, this day repeats

Constant walking, then leaving

Constant thinking, then blinking

Constant working, then lurking

all repeats and repeats

And repeats

These sheets to complete

These standards to meet

These grades to keep, repeats

My mind is a clock-it never ends

But, sometimes it reaches a dead-end

I have one brain

That’s one thing to claim

But, as I soon take one trip down memory lane

I hope my pains will be worthwhile to gain

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