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The COVID Curse

I listen and I wait to once again hear your voice
In person and not just over the phone like now, we have no choice
Not so far off but so very far away
I canít wait to see the light, the dawning of a new day
When we shall re-emerge from our comfortable homes  
Once again over the land we shall roam
Till I can find myself some comfort t on the warmth of your arms
Losing ourselves to each other and our worthwhile charms
Oh i cannot wait for the day when this curse will set us free
But until then I will try my best to wait patiently
Written by Misfitpoet89
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