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My eyes are red, my vision is blurry

With one hour of sleep I arrive in a hurry

To my amazement and distaste

I needed not be in any hurry.

If arbitration cures procrastination

It will surely leave a scar on our great nation.

Although my maturation deserves no ovation;

The duty is yours to preserve

the value of my education

-Michael Koziarski

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