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Crowded Mob In the City
So many people I can barely feel myself breathe There is an anxiety, but also a joyful anticipation What is happening? Who knows? Who can see? I try to push my way to the front. It is great to not wear masks. Is everyone vaccinated now? I ask, wondering about the Covid-19. Someone laughs. A group of somebodies actually. No one is wearing masks. My heart feels lighter; I am carried away in the throng, Where we are heading, is anyone’s guess. I do not care really. I have things to do, people to see, places to go. I am alive and the pandemic is over! I want to dance But I am pinned in, cannot squeak out of this crowd. We are jelling into one lump like a can of beet jelly. Where are we going? I ask again. Starting to feel nervous now. No one answers. There are gallows ahead. Ten of them. I look at the guy beside me. He is looking forward, not noticing. I start to have a bad feeling….
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