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Hope; Tomorrow Will be a Feast
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The days too eventually fell silent,
No sounds, not even by the crows,
All you could hear was the sound of
Fear knocking on the doors,
The sound of silence
If only we could hear,
All of a sudden I know all the birds,
The pigeon and dove taking turns
Because all I do is feed them grains,
They are the only company I get to see
My family is miles away,
Its lonely but I am safe
It feels like a prison in my own home,
But I won't step outside even for gold
#CoronaVirus
The days too eventually fell silent,
No sounds, not even by the crows,
All you could hear was the sound of
Fear knocking on the doors,
The sound of silence
If only we could hear,
All of a sudden I know all the birds,
The pigeon and dove taking turns
Because all I do is feed them grains,
They are the only company I get to see
My family is miles away,
Its lonely but I am safe
It feels like a prison in my own home,
But I won't step outside even for gold
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