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ย  ย ย  โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ€ขโ…โ€ขยฐโ€ขโˆ - โ€ขยฐโ€ขโ…โ€ขโ”โ”โ”โ”โ”“

๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ 2020 ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐š ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฎ๐ฌ. ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ, ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ž. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐–๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ. ๐‡๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ž๐ฆ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž๐.
ย  ย  ย  ย ย 
ย ย  โ”—โ”โ”โ”โ”โ€ขโ…โ€ขยฐโ€ขโˆ - โ€ขยฐโ€ขโ…โ€ขโ”โ”โ”โ”โ”›

Dear 2020 year,
Or shall I say belated irritating, intriguing and quite sheer.

You have finally ended and left my back,
Was there even anyone who wanted you to stay back?

You started out with floods and gas leaks,
Making people lose so much money leaving the country's GDP weak.

A bullhorn that you pulled and announced,
A virus that took lives, leaving the entire medical science nonplussed.

You seperated us from school and friends,
Yet brought us closer to family and mates.

You let me snuggle in my mom's embrace,
But what about the scoldings I got after every glass would break.

You let me explore the unseen corners of my house,
Never knew there was an entire city of insects living over my brows.

Dear 2020 you made us bored at home,
First two days felt good but then slowly slowly lone.
Thats when you sent a messiah,
A pen and paper,
Hobbies that I even forgot count of.

I still have no clue what to tag you?
I never wanna see you but reminisce you.
I never wanna have you back again,
But talk about you when future strikes.

You are a platter of emotions that taught us things and lessons to learn,
The nature renewed and look in winters I got sunburn.

โ โ•โ•โ•โ• โƒโ€ข - โ€ขโƒ โ•โ•โ•โ• โ

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