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Oct 2020
I want to bloom out of my cave,
But I am not brave.
as the pandemic has come
and has blown up like a bomb causing fum and hum.
And I am waiting at my house,
like a maze and mouse.
But I am waiting for them,
my dearest of dearest friends.

Online zoom more like doom!
I am waiting in my cocoon full of strings,
as I will fly with freedom with my wings.
playing is fun,
or we get fatter like a bun.
stars twinkle at night,
but I think we are in a fight.
against virus even at our time of crisis.
Written by
POETIST
72
   Fawn
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