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You don't need to believe in God
To believe in yourself
Laying on a couch.
While the world
steps on the breaks.
No chores, tasks,
worries, only calm.
Every muscle still.
Though the mind
runs faster, faster.
Until finally,

everything stops.
From the great abyss of the heavens
A fragile flower came
Down to Earth it crashed
Saved by no one
But itself
Alone again
This virus
Is killing me
In other ways
I ran from them for a while
Thought they'd given up
Now they're back
Scratching at me with sharp claws
I'm scared
It spreads like fire
Everyone is affected
Earth is screaming
People die
We lose loved ones
I am scared
Thought I was happy
Now I have gone back again
Why is it so dark?
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