Just a tumbleweed

My life has become like that of a tumbleweed ,
It’s just keeps rolling ,
In the harshest condition,
People and things have become nothing a mirage,
I can only see them there there so close but so afar,
I can’t touch them like I used to,
I wonder when my life will become real and fulfilled,
I wonder when my tumbleweed will stop rolling ,
In this harsh environment,
When will this pandemic ever stops it
Deadly heart,
So this world can be revived and come together,
So the world can be unmasked ,
And listen to the worlds,
Peaceful heart
While everyone in this world of all colors and race,
Holding hands

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