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I sneezed into my elbow At the grocery store; All who were present turned, Gasped and hit the floor, As though I'd shot a gun. I coughed in my elbow While I was walking home; The sidewalk cleared across the street, As though I'd dropped a bomb. While I was at my bank, Four masked men pushed through the door. No one notices anymore.
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Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 7:00 PM UTC
It Is What It Is
I sneezed into my elbow At the grocery store; All who were present turned, Gasped and hit the floor, As though I'd shot a gun. I coughed in my elbow While I was walking home; The sidewalk cleared across the street, As though I'd dropped a bomb. While I was at my bank, Four masked men pushed through the door. No one notices anymore.
francie-lynch
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Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 7:00 PM UTC
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