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Planes, Trains and Autos - None Can Escape Our Fate

Plane, Train or Automobile - none of us can escape our fate in these dark and dire times we find ourselves living we often fear that the times are infected with death and so we are afraid deathly afraid that if we take a plane we will find General Corona among the passengers and we afraid deadly afraid that the subways are incubators of death and destruction the virus spreads fear and death in its wake many of us retreating to our homes and venturing out in our cars only to find death is stalking us as traffic piles up traffic accidents still killing more people that the dreaded General Corona the grim reaper smiles his work is done Satan thanks General. Corona for a job well done writing com daily dew drop in prompt

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