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Mar 2020
Inspiration leaves me,
This overwhelming fear,
Grips my every thought,
Is what this virus brought.

Just a few days ago,
Life was normal and sweet,
Now death hovers above,
Will it take one I love?

Our God has sent down,
A cross for us to bear,
And all people must pray,
This evil goes away.

And all people must pray,
This evil goes away.
Written by
LORRAINE ACHEE
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