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11/04/2021 – DAY 11
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Dread - A Sonnet
I sense a strange feeling of unknown dread.
It is in my brain, it churns my stomach.
I find myself thinking of it in bed.
In the coal black darkness it seems to lurk.
I am not able to give name to it.
Feverishly I search my troubled mind.
I restrain it on the edge of the pit.
I call it depression - power to bind.
In these times of pandemic, fear is rife.
The stench of death hanging over our lives.
Fear stalks my mind, intruding on my life.
I still want to be the one who survives.
The vaccine brings hope, now had my first dose.
Banish dread, no need to be lachrymose!
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021.
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**Following my inner prompt and writing a sonnet today.**

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