The Last Trip Of The Corona Patient Poem by Kinsley Lee

The Last Trip Of The Corona Patient



He was boarded alone by the disposal team with patient clothing.
Without permitting to meet his family, the car started lonely.
The last road on the wagon, it's time to close the sorrow his travelling.
After waiting the line, a stream of the smoke was rising to the sky.

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