An Evolving Life. Gazebo
Gazebo
Between lines that talk of hate
Of germs that spread and mutate
Of masks that many forsake
Of those lost without a crate
Of the devil who dictatesThere is relief to be found
A place to gaze round and round
Where voices echo and rebound
And skies open without sound
It costs nothing, not one pound
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