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Corona Days

Sanonee says, I hate Corona.
All because of corona --now she is alone--
Now she can’t play outside, can’t hug friends, can’t enjoy favorite chocolates…
Once she was like a free bird –enjoyed freedom and its fruits--
New visitors are flying to see her on this cage, they are singing and dancing freely...
Exclaimed eyes asking: “mamma, are we caged in this box house?”
Everything changed! Humans are caged, and nature is enjoying…


31-Mar-2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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