Heavy hearts
Heaving chests
Tired thoughts
Longing eyes
Busy lines
Silenced lips
All is well
It’s all normal
They call it normalcy
We call it life
Occupied lands
Uncertain times
Shall this pass
This shall pass
Nothing more to lose
Hope for the Hope

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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