Light
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Sun beams touch the fields,
Evaporating the frosty carpet,
Signaling a coming of spring.
Birds flock while people distance.
Enduring new social trends,
Signaling a new dawn.
Aroma of coffee penetrates the air,
A morning as no other,
Here in our bubble this day.
In other places not too far away,
People suffer and battle,
Fighting a virus while going through hell.
Imagining a near future,
Hopefully sooner than later,
Where a light shines that signals an end to suffering.
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