In the sky
The clouds glow bright
On the limestone slab I lay
Quarantined I feel
Shut off from the world
It's like a giant smear
In front of my eyes
Crumbling away in giant clumps
Life is harsh
Living in this world
Will I ever stop feeling
Alone in this quarantine
In this epoch
Water falls from the sky
Mocking my tears
Mocking my sorrows
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