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Mar 2020
The world sneezed,
the demon danced
—the music stopped in time

The world coughed,
the demon choked
—millions now entwined

The world hid,
the demon searched
—new victims running low

The world rose,
the demon dead
—nowhere left to go

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)
Kurt Philip Behm
Written by
Kurt Philip Behm  kurtphilipbehm.com
(kurtphilipbehm.com)   
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