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Joann Treat Poem
All this time doing everything right,
Then one by one little things fall,
Big things crash,
Everything becomes nothing,
Left with piles of papers,
Hours of research,
Millions of facts and data,
But no completed Research paper,
All the effort,
All the long nights,
Professor and Peer Advice,
Still no Research paper,
Books, surveys, journals, magazines, newspapers,
No Research Paper Indeed...
Copyright © Joann Treat | Year Posted 2007
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