Pandemi
As easy as the air you breathe but can't see.
Blind to the airless suffocation.Speechless for your last breathe. Gasping to be cleansed choking to death.The lights dim then bright again. Wasn't the first time. Won't be the last.Do you feel the routine of pestilence.
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Copyright © Jason Jenkins | Year Posted 2022
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