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swaddles and crane,
needles and pain,
acidic rain,
it is the darkest of the darkest age,
maybe it´s not just a phase,
toilet paper. 6 ft apart,
to keep everyone´s safety at heart,
vaccines coming in,masks on, it´s a start,
dodging obstacles that feel like a poisonos dart
if looks couldn´t kill,
all the negativity will,
standing strong still,
climbing over every hill,
paying the price-the highest bill.
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