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Sitting In Class

As I sit in class and the professor speaks, all I think about is falling asleep. The words that she is saying go right over my head, because right now, I want to go to bed. Attempting to listen, I stare at her face. But instead of listening, my ears go astray. I need to focus, and listen to her. Because something important she might even say. It is because I am sick, that I feel like this. Or perhaps my professor, is extremely boring.

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