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An everyday poem

Taking a walk before and after the outburst of the corona

Pz-avatarby Eden Abergel18 Nov 2020

The sky seems unchanged,
the bright sun caresses my skin
as I walk on the same road as I did before.
I take a deep breath but it is not air that I breathe.
It is the death that lays between us.
The wind stops blowing as the sun hides beneath clouds of tires
While the flower fades away into ashes.
But still, I walk on the same road as I did before.