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Jun 2020
Contagion condition like it were tradition
Thus it was said, and so it were written
The dress code was formal
To dance the new normal
Keep a mask in the glovebox
Keep askin' love faux
Implore a two meter distance
No change we
Ignore the meter's insistance
Rearrange me
We sanitize our surfaces
Resurface to sanity
City slickers, one punch
Clean up the vanity
City sick, bad lunch
Team up; Insanity
C o v I d
Lxvi
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Lxvi  29/M/Victoria
(29/M/Victoria)   
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