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Mar 27
There's an unseen invader
waiting to make me sick,
Lurking around the house
time goes by-tick-tock-tick

Scared of the unknown
Not much left to do
If it's as bad as they say
I haven't got a clue

I'm doing all I can
against the unseen enemy
I dream of the day when
once again I can roam free
The virus has us all on edge....
Written by
Christina S  F/Michigan
(F/Michigan)   
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