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Paper, I Come To You Again
June 18, 2020
Pandemic Poetry!!!
Paper, I come to you again
to tell you yet again
to absorb my tears
to steady the toddler me.
The numbers in California
are going up.
Taxing hospitals,
potential losses,
for families and loved ones.
Paper, yes, you absorb
and steady me.
You listen –
golly, you listen.
So much sadness
all around.
So much neglect.
Why don’t more people
wear masks??
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