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The clever current galaxy is cock-eyed, surreal, and night is day.
2020 has been weirder than weird, almost everyone has had to pay.
If the internet went out forever, I would not greet it with surprise.
We are all romping on the sand of beaches, ignoring crazy skies.

At least the masks and the shields have been put up on a shelf.
We are returning to a bit of normal, Christmas will bring an elf.
Today I am relaxing at the ocean, with my family, having a fine time.
Being the grandma gives me a chance to get silly on white wine.

Hey Grandma! My six-year-old granddaughter says, “Look at the sun!”
Not to worry, I tell her. Build a sand castle and have some real fun!
I want these last days to be the best we can ever have, for a reason.
Climate change prevalent, I wonder if we will have another season.

The backdrop to the Atlantic Ocean is usually a lovely lithe light blue.
We have a galaxy in our sky, and it looks completely cockeyed too.
My granddaughter does not leave, so I say. Go have fun. Hurry!
I want her to love the ocean, make a memory without any kind of worry.

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