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The Mistress Corona Pandemic-
..."I was nasty, I embrace the dirty woman. She was nasty and unclean unbound it seems sweet not mean.She beckons me she testing me with her mystical mist surrounding me. Propelling who wins. The wind of her breath engulf me. She shared space she lives with me but she wasn't my spouse. Now she nasty I embraced the dirty woman she kisses me so lightly so nasty unclean. Also as I am gauged in her space her name... Corona Pandemic! Unwashed hands we touched embraced Germ warfare maybe ? Mankind lazy Borderline uncapped one breath Ungodly minimum steps as we caress The whims of wind she breath on me Solidarity unbeknownst to me, adjourn a cough a loss of breath. And if not careful my death. She's no lady she's one of the Dark Angels, demon woman... her name Corona Pandemic She has no shame death is her middle name. She embrace me with her breath. She touched me with her mists rain run down spores on me. Help us Lord this brask lady ever so shady. A kiss from the mist trying to take back God's gift. The Gift of Life, my first kiss, the kiss, the kiss of God the breath Breath of Life my God has given me . Now this woman Corona this mistress that I'm engaged in I am ashamed to be involved in with this the Mistress of Corona Pandemic" 3/27/20
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