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In total quiet, I’m camper bound, a little scared and tightly wound. In a fixed cycle, my routing goes round, looking straight ahead, feet on the ground.  
Crazy COVID-19 has us all in a tizzyToo much information making all of us dizzyMost who’ve been exposed self-quarantineRunning out of toilet paper making us mean“Social distancing” is the phrase du jour
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