I have a work to do, but I'd much rather look out the window.
There is some research and arguments to be developed,
But I can't argue with the beauty of the night sky that claims my attention.
My alarm will go off for work in the morning and I should be prepared,
Yet I find more pleasure in writing this poem than drafting my lessons.
The textbooks in my bag are being neglected, maybe I should unzip them.
Or just unzip the wonders of my mind and the love I have for the pen.
And then let my heart guide me to true happiness.
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