Across the night sky,
I'm going to share some of my poetry
I write my poetry solely
Standing.
Coronavirus,
I am holding it in my hand,
I am only about to Cry
Here starts my sleepless night,
Still sitting on the moon,
I don't want to compromise anything
I am lost and I find myself again.
I write my poetry for me
Coronovirus,
You have left me blind instantly.
I want to warm up my feeling
I'm seeing myself differently
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