
entitled presumptuous on being God’s gift to the world camels killed, then fowls and pigs flashing monstrosity wounding existence strategic intelligence walks on two legs We own the planet… a teeny weeny virus with no wings or feet holds civilization to ransom confined, constrained living in fear dying ‘coz you’re less important than the next a pecking order yet rules the planet

Indeed… we might be kings for a while until the pandemic comes.
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It has arrived. WHO has declared it to be a pandemic.
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Wow, awesome Reena!
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Thank you so much!
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I like your comparison of us with “a teeny weeny virus”.
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I see it as the animal world getting back on us.
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All so frightening.
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Yes. Thanks, VJ!
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life and death
babys breath
expose
to that
damned pandemic!
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good observations!
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Thank you, Lisa!
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You’re welcome, Reena.
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