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May 15
It has been seventy-three days,

since the Orange haze,

created such a craze.

and I watch from my safe view,

as everything went askew.


Those who get infected seem to be,

already plagued by insanity.


So alone I will sit,

watching the world get enveloped,

by the Orange mist,

creating even more lunatics,

bringing tears to my eyes,

watching idly by,

as everything goes awry.
Got the word quarantine for a competition and wrote this on our current climate of politics.
Written by
Carlos Iglesias  32/M/Western Mass
(32/M/Western Mass)   
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     naΗ§Γ­ and Abbott J Hardison
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