Who knew that the unseen could freeze cities, states, nations, and all
Who knew solitude and six feet apart was no longer a choice but a way to save lives
The world decided to close down and redecorate its walls
Who knew that we’d be waking up reminding ourselves that we are no longer dreaming
That covering our expressions, staying apart, and grieving is the new normal in the midst of disbelieving
Signs surrounding our homes screaming: we’re all in this together
The losses, the wins, the everlasting quiet
Leaves a space to ruminate, regroup, or perhaps to riot
It is our choice whether to rejoice in others victories
Do we pull open our windows to say thank you to humility?
In the empty streets of concrete jungles
Can we make our support and gratitude echo in the emptiness, as loneliness crumbles?
When a force greater than all continents combined is placing a hold on our busy, fast paced lives
Let us find the delicate moments to latch onto
And to fight together
Towards the ultimate breakthrough
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