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Mar 2020
Im rushing to write something
in the midst of my quarantine
no im not infected
or so nothing has been detected.
I do not feel ill
but here I stay still
stuck in the house
as the days come and pass
yet the sun shines brightly
and I hold on tightly
to the thought of roaming
outside, but not lonely
Written by
Ryan McNeely
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