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| Nadine S. Visitor2:27 a.m.It’s here again
 Uninvited. Go away.
 It drifts around my room,
 Emitting a sharp coldness, smelling like
 blackberry musk and amber
 growing more alluring every second.
 Go away.
 
 My mind begins to wander
 I watch the beautiful figure
 I hate it. I hate it.
 
 I say no, I plead,
 But temptation,
 like a luscious, crisp red apple
 hangs in front of a starving girl.
 I even defeated it before
 But just
 not today –
 
 Textbooks and papers gradually fade into blackness,
 Clocks disappear under its piercing stare,
 And I let its beautiful, pale fingers close around my hand
 as it takes me to the shimmering land of
 Procrastination
 for just a few hours.
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