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Corona

Corona


It’s strange the fear that it inspires

And all the patience it requires

It keeps us locked inside all day

Hoping to get out someday

From socializing we must abstain

Will the light of day come again?

It seems to last an eternity

But it will end eventually

Spring will come

It all will end

Isolation away we’ll send

But while monotonous hours are spent

We’ll have to embrace our discontent

Be creative and use your brain-

Before we all go insane.


Written by: Aubry Spaulding

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