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Apr 2020
Spring walks by,
But the world's inside,
So we share our lives,
From a distance,

Play by play,
We know the game,
Of making love,
From a distance,

The speakers sing,
The phones, they ring,
Such hope they bring,
From a distance,

Our baby cries,
The parents hide,
But at least we have,
A witness,

And now life's strange,
Yet nothing's changed,
As we see ourselves,
From a distance.
Allen James
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Allen James  29/M/Brooklyn
(29/M/Brooklyn)   
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