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spacewtchhh
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Apr 2020
PANDEMIC
My body is weary from the aching times that makes me feel like a burden.
My head feels great weight.
My throat constantly sores from screaming my lungs out just to reach out.
My voice has run dry.
My skin sense a scorching sun from within that it aches my insides.
I could see the pain.
But I know it's not the virus.
Heal one's self.
#pandemic
#coronavirus
#virus
#symptoms
#wehealasone
#body
#sick
#voice
#skin
#pain
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23/In the sun
(23/In the sun)
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