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Mar 2020
We seek for an excuse impatiently,
To keep living our life freely;
To endure the dreadful scene intrepidly,
Fraught with the mess, doom, and jeopardy.
A dark, infectious, virus may it be;
Unfathomable, and obscure seemingly
We are unaware of it wholly.
We wish to get out from this trouble,
So as to wake up on a bright day;
After it, we would have learnt
To face our reality as humans together.
We need these kinds of tragedies,
For them to remind us of our humanness.
Ali Hilout
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Ali Hilout  23/M/Morocco
(23/M/Morocco)   
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