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There was a little group meeting online in the first lockdown in March 2020 with small challenges, Today: a poem


Queen of my nights

Disturbing my sleep

Thinking of you

King of my days

Three times news and worries

Endless talks

And no work


Because of space time

No presence no touch

Social distance becomes emotional

I refuse

You corona are a thing

That seems to live to kill

It does not rule my life

Free as a bat

Not blind

Not conveying illness instead

I send my love to my beloved

From a silent place without watch

In the night when I write this poem

In the morning when the birds tell me

To sing a new song

I am lucky

I can survive and learn

To be happy with myself

Without harmful things

Yes I am vulnerable

You stay away corona

While I stay home and

My world out there heals

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