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Lo! I haven't travelled at all these days,

My mind deprived of all nature and society; wishes go lame, expenses blind.

I lost myself that I could never find.

It is as if I never existed,

Shame on all virus-mongers, spreaders,

Of virus -related not connected.

The fragile beings shiver in the storm of disease, designated to end this land,

Burn this sky, dredge people's mind.

Let not everybody fear, taketh thy soul,

To be grateful of what you use, see,

Knowingly or unknowingly.

Now, open your eyes, let your heart speak, purse your chatter for some sunny day.