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Covid Isolation

I wake up early
From a bad dream,
Lie in bed
While he makes the coffee,
Await the aroma
Of a fresh brew,
Give him a minute
To be alone.
Covid isolation
Two people together
In each other’s shadows
On each other’s toes,
1000 square feet of company
Everywhere we turn.
                   cfblack 08-13-2020

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