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Lack of Inspiration

Right now I'm sitting here in my dark room late at night, with a school project to do. My thoughts wandering of looking for inspiration, but I'm to tired got no motivation. I'm thinking of topics discussed in English class but the state of my mind is still a mess. Suddenly I get a spark of inspiration, remembering that we talked about "State of the Union" and the seperation of a nation, the pain of the world redeemed by globalisation, but in the end considered as humiliation. And there's still no thought I could wrap my mind around, it's also getting late, time's running out and now it's mid on a school night another sleepness evening but a student has to provide.

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