The Covid Dust
The covid dust alarms the crowds in masks. People look back and fourth as to avoid their skin from a deadly touch. This dust seems unbearable but wearing your mask is very knowledgeable. You think that you will be free from this virus but no animals on earth believes that even in a circus. Your only hope is Jesus Christ and to protect yourselves from a devastating night. If you believe you will be cured but even if your not cured, you will have eternal life and be secured. God Bless!
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