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Oct 2020
Odd how a state of stress becomes permanent
It feels like it is buried
         in a glacier
                as is our lost time
And while spring thaws away at nature
we stay frozen in our homes
COVID in march
WitheredWings
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   Cloudydaze and Jamadhi Verse
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