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Mar 2020
Nothing will ever be the same.
This shared context.
It’s...Unreal?
Or more real
Than we can ever understand.
I keep thinking...
Am I dreaming?
Are we all?
...Asleep?
...Awake?
I am
I know
We are
I think
We know
That nothing will ever be the same.
Scorpius
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Scorpius  Lafayette, LA
(Lafayette, LA)   
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