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by Hafsa Quadri
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Covid | MyBlogUs Poetry

My phone has been an
entertainer, news reporter,
communicator and so much more.

It has been an addiction
that is hard to part with.
Until now..
I’m petrified of it.
My blood rushes
faster with every beep.
There is Sorrow, remorse,
helplessness, anger
With most of messages that say
we have lost yet another soul today.

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