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Quiet silent Masked n senseless Covid marches On relentless Matters not We’re friend or foe Destroyed are all Of “Jericho” Six-fifty thousand Dead to date And yet no sign This will abate To mask - or not Is grounds to fight? When Covid kills All weak n slight We’re dying today At one-a-minute Desperate for a Silver bullet Perhaps we are But chimpanzees Just a tad less Fancy free!

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timothy-ward

22 / M

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Written by

timothy-ward

22 / M

Published: Jul 31, 2020
LinesWords: 2969

Notes: Back after a looong hiatus:))

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