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Everything was normal before the world embraced the language of silence. Our lives reduced to fear & our bodies mastered the ritual of distance. Nobody knew that face masks & sanitizers would join the necessities of living & the air would be a messenger of death blowing a killer-virus to our nostrils The news from the death tolls dampens my eyes with fear. Each day finds me folding inside my body— distancing from a circuit of communication. Somewhere around, a sneeze only wreaked out from a man's throat & everyone faded away like smoke. The world is on a tour of lockdown. We can only hope to unlock our body from her manacles & be free again. There is a song waiting inside my mouth. Waiting to be sung when the world becomes stable again & everything returns to normalcy.