Rainbow Coronas

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Walking the streets during this pandemic,
with a mask and glasses on my face.
My breath travels up behind my mask --
glasses fog up; vision becomes unclear.
All the lamp posts and other city lights
suddenly have cool rainbow coronas.
This is the best entertaining free show
of the Corona Virus masquerade --
this COVID-19 Pandemic freak show.
I am thankful for rainbow coronas
to breathe!

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