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This Mortal life
This mortal life
Seems thinner now
As we move away from
The old and sick relatives
Keep a safe distance
See everyone as a potential disease
This moral life
Seems thinner now
And in a darkened room, all alone
She sits tapping her fingers ,
Hoping the bell will ring
Or someone will call
Her mortal life
Thinner now
Passing away
All...
Thursday 2nd April 2020 1:51 pm
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