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Corona, My Love

A sad truth indeed
As we change our deeds
A true change
For us to manage

It’s hygiene
In this regime
On our hand
No sand

Our mouths close
We wait for the dose
However tough
The cough
Is
We hold
Even when not told

On our roads
Freely we are packed
Neither as cabbage
Nor garbage
Distancing indeed

Our daily wash
I wish
It could continue

The curfew
Not even a few
Dad, why are you back?
A question back and bark

Corona, my love
You made me to have
My lost half
Great are you

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