Strange is this new world!
Anonymous fear,
All pervading,
A fragile trust,
Wary trepidation,
Lonely roads,
Shuttered and desolate,
Caged minds,
Barred souls,
Afar.
Bonhomie vanished,
No festive fire,
A melancholic moroseness,
A pallid gloom.
As we pray for days of yore,
When life was a celebration,
A momentous jubilation.
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