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Lockdown

Sound, scrapes silence
behind, layers of gray,

 Gracefully moving, sweeping
 the face,  at halfpast 

Dust collects on disheveled
brow, wiped by stained
cotton layers that
prespire 

I see a vacant  world
 that is idle
even the  wind breathes
a vacant sigh 

Where happiness is not
necessary for survival
Only  to smile and comply

I find myself alone
holding hands
with chaos
Written by Valeriyabeyond (Dhyana)
Published
Author's Note
The effects of lockdown and the increased stress on mental health
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