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Tell me, Muze,

Tell me, Muse, about that girl, who stays up every night

Who wished only to read, after hours of working at school,

And to only be tired each next day

To only do it again that night

With her tiring self, to work at school

But still every night there shell be

Staying up late to read.Ā Ā 

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