It’s odd how everything has changed
In the span of just a year
Breathing freely became a luxury
But worst than that was the fear
The fear of not knowing when it’d end
Not knowing if we could leave home
The fear of infecting our loved ones
And the possibility of dying alone
I always thought of myself as fearless
But in that year it wasn’t the same
The worry of masses dying daily
Made living now feel like a game
Who wins, who loses
It’s up to a random throw of the dice
For the virus does not distinguish
Between naughty or nice
While there seems to be light now
At the end of this long tunnel
I’m grateful that I did not lose much
Other than my chance at travel
Grateful for keeping my health intact
For having my loved ones close
Most of all for being forced to reflect
On what truly matters most
So if you’re still surviving
Just do it with a faint smile
Know that it could be much worse
You could have been eaten in the wild
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