The poor man died at the hospital gate,
The power drunkard nation full of hate,
The months run by, April, May, June,
The happy days become a gloomy dream.
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A poignant write about the prevailing situation after the attack of the pandemic Covid-.19.It is miseries unlimited when lock down period goes increasing and people feel suffocated when they remain separated from family and friends.
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A poignant write about the prevailing situation after the attack of the pandemic Covid-.19.It is miseries unlimited when lock down period goes increasing and people feel suffocated when they remain separated from family and friends.