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My sun has faded Blur Blur everywhere For now I could not Ask for more I'll be Waiting for you Last words Of a distressed man In bed 7 To the arm chair Experts
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Aug 29, 2020
Aug 29, 2020 at 2:06 AM UTC
Too late
My sun has faded Blur Blur everywhere For now I could not Ask for more I'll be Waiting for you Last words Of a distressed man In bed 7 To the arm chair Experts
Genre: Clinical Observational Theme: Public Issue Author's Note: We know it's too late, yet it is paradox to say when the healthcare workers are the only hope. Stay safe. Corona care.
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Aug 29, 2020
Aug 29, 2020 at 2:06 AM UTC
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