Intermission
An intermission in a virus story
No hugs, hands held, no touch
And the loneliness, too much
Isolation: a form of purgatory
An empty church, a lost glory
And we have lost so very much
An intermission in a virus story
No hugs, hands held, no touch
Breaking loose: a gathering furore
Like grinding gears, a failing clutch
Needing an ending, all too much
A choir online sings in glory
An intermission in a virus story
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