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The blue plastic bag

The blue plastic bag

So there it wasΒ 
just stuck in one of the Sycamores at the end of our garden.
Β I think I spotted it about the same time as we were told of the virus.

Strange.

Every day I check it’s still there- not sure why.
Watch as it fights against the harsh winds and curls up when it’s raining then stills as the sun beats down on it.

Similar to the virus .

People fight, curl up,Β then are still.

One morning it will be gone...

So will the bag.

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