Yesterday we were “approaching the apex.”
When I walked Samantha this a.m.
The birds were singing, the
Sun was shining.
The beginning of the end
of the crisis?
Or even the end of the beginning?
Or just the beginning of an early spring day?
By afternoon
UK PM Boris Johnson in ICU;
Stay at home at least until April 30th
The promise of financial aid
Lost in a bureaucratic cloud.
We have more than fear to fear.
April 6, 2020
poems for friends 
You speak for us
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Thank you.
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and that we do whatever is this together is everything
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yes
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Cool poem!!
Sent from my iPhone
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Thanks Harry!
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