It is raining
A huge grey blanket
covers the sky.
A leaking cold is covering
the land.
Inside and outside
an invisible pandemic spreads.
A year of fire and death
comes to an end in rain
and cold.
One year ago
the world was so different
and I was so different.
I've lost almost everything
but found love.
My Baby Girl didn't make it
but she was happy.
So many didn't
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