The Solitude of Midnight: Reflections on Homework’s Silent Hours

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In the quiet hush of the midnight hour,
Books and papers lay scattered, a scholarly tower.
Silence, a gentle companion by my side,
Guiding my thoughts on this academic ride.

The lamp casts a soft, golden glow,
Illuminating words that I strive to know.
Each page a journey, a quest to unfold,
In the solitude of night, stories untold.

Thoughts weave through the labyrinth of my mind,
Seeking answers that I hope to find.
Pen in hand, I scribble dreams and fears,
In the silent company of my peers.

Yet, as dawn breaks with its gentle light,
I find solace in the stillness of night.
Homework, a bridge to worlds unknown,
In its quiet embrace, I’ve truly grown.

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