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Mar 2020
Dear deadly Corona,
Save my Fiona,
Let her name be freed from the coroner.

Our dreams are young,
Our ages are young,
Don't let us die young.

You are a pandemic,
With rage of pandemonium,
Don't treat us as a pandemain.

Wash your hand we say,
Keep the virus at bay,
Should I let the water running?, Nay.

Believe in the guidelines,
Lines by Lines,
And you shall have no timeline.

Oh Dear Creator,
Protect us from this corona detonator,
As our names are protected from the Coroner's disseminator.
Written by
Aderogba Adedotun  20/M/Lagos, Nigeria
(20/M/Lagos, Nigeria)   
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   Ije and Harshitha Girish
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