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Feb 2020
We lose each other in the chaos
the everyday shopping lists
the never ending conference calls
the things that feel pointless
empty

When we finally stop to
breathe
to feel

Momentary sanity
amid suffocating lunacy
of it always being everything else
over us
Midweek mood
Written by
Bansi Adroja  31/F/Oxford
(31/F/Oxford)   
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