Weeks go by, the fourth, the fifth
And normal life is becoming a myth!
I want to hug, I want to hold
I want this deadly virus controlled!
I want to walk amidst a crowd
I want to have a party loud!
I sit and work alone in my home
But yearn to mingle,travel and roam!
I wish I know how to hack
And just go to my normal life back!
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