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Aug 2020
Covid
Covid
So morbid.
God forbid
eyes go dead.
Months laid in bed
like coffin bed.
Virus does not bleed.
It's words makes you fade.
ArthurDKid
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ArthurDKid
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   Eshwara Prasad
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