Distant is the taste of the breeze,
The rustle of tranquil trees.
Bring me back some laughter please,
And wind the clocks to times of ease.
Arrested in our homes, and lost are the keys,
A plagued world, brought to its knees.
Smeared by uncertainty are days like these,
Panic in the streets with a single sneeze.
I wish to be someone who sees,
The thaw beyond this moment of freeze,
Until then, today is the only thing to seize,
A life worth living, fiery without a cease.
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