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Lockdown Fatigue
Quick scribble. I just want to be the squirrel in the tree outside my window today. I've had enough.
Up and down the Ash trees,
Round and round they go,
Unaware, oblivious,
Of these troubles that we know,
No Coronavirus seeping,
Through their very roots,
Dampening their daily walks,
Or tarnishing their fruits,
No handwashing,
Isolating,
Searing, hurting longi...
Monday 1st March 2021 4:05 pm
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