Each day nothing….

Each day comes in turn

And then, the same again.

No respite,

Despite

Our best endeavours to change.

Inventing things to do,

Or going for a ride

Perhaps …. just to get away,

Just to stay sane for the following day.

Have we forgotten how to be alone?

Have we forgotten how to come together?

Or find a crowd?

A comforting shroud…….or despair?

Familiarity is not easy to find

Or bring to mind

In Covid time.

And so we hide!

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