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May 2020
What is 2020?
In America, it's a lot
Lootings, shooting, people with diseases
The chaos never ceases

I was once proud of this nation
Today, I'm not so sure
Nobody likes each other
And I feel like everyone is to blame

Maybe we can band together
For one last struggle
Against ourselves
But only God can predict our Fate

And it's only May
Can someone tell me
Everything is okay?
Drunk but stable. Comments please!
JC
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JC  20/M/Somewhere in America
(20/M/Somewhere in America)   
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