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(13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Torn

Poem By Anita Clark

Acidic foundation!
Healthy heart and mind;
Body in order! !
Able to stand anything;
Coronavirus cannot stand acidic order.

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Living on earth today! ! Facing the muse of coronavirus! ! Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.
Yes, when there is nothing much we can do about certain diseases, we wonder if robust resistance is the sole defence.


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