CORONA VIRUS

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Is Corona town or virus?
So much fear and so much panic
for a little virus that lasts few hours and is organic.
People die and they are born
if we love them or if we don't.
If we catch a little thing
we can go and heal forewing.
Hospitals are busy.
They know how to take it easy.
Once you get there on time
any minute you can feel fine.
Patience looks bizarre and weary.
They cough and feel hot
as if reality approaches their plot.
They expect theory to heal guilt and bring melody.
In Corona town they kill cows.
They don't care about virus browse.
Immune system is going down the road.
Guys didn't find the virus that is overload.
It feels like patience will explode.
Usually, nature cares
and minimize population's affairs.
Should we feel sorry for the glory
or it is time to say goodbye to Corona story?
Prevention is the best protection.

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