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Nothing can be insured totally Neither life, accident, disaster, sickness nor epidermic Surely You pay and lose to receive It is only a sort of compensation A sort of condolence gift Sadly to say No one can insure Omicron As no one can insure fate Anyway Recite a prayer Do distancing, wearing mask, washing hands and vaccination For a narrow escape

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