Stare

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I look up at the ceiling .
With nothing on my mind.
A pale blank face.
Wasting so much time.

I have no thoughts.
I just look off and stare.
My mind is not focused,
And my brain unaware.

How could a mind
So clever not think?
How could green eyes
So beautiful not blink?

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