An Elegy to the Year I Lost Maria Victoria Busine
here lies familiarity, buried six feet under, as we tread the deep waters of uncertainty here lies normalcy, the forgotten feeling, the death of routines that kept us going here lies the year I lost, spent in front of a screen, pretending that nothing’s wrong here lies the past, buried beneath these strange times, when I look back, will I remember? here lies the time that slipped by, leaving us wondering where it all went
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