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Covid-19

The silence of spring on a sullen wind,
Is a plague on the mind of forgotten hymns.

They told us a lie, we could never win.
In a war where the demons are gathering.

Isolated souls, social distancing.
Coughing up a lung in the silent spring.
Written by Evocation
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Staring into the abyss...
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