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its fun when it bright outside and there is more to do
the only thing I can do right now is sit inside and wait
when the sun comes out I will finally be able to play
when the sun come I will not have to stay

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i hate quaratine
its boring
and alwasy annoyed with my brtohers

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Everyday is quarantine
everyday I want to scream
everyday I want to see
all my friends and family.
everyday I go outside everyday day is like a

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Its day 51 of quarantine, that's quite some time.
Quite some time to look, listen, and think about the little things.

To see all the wonderful things we have behind our doors, the things we have at home.

But sometimes its not so wonderful, to hear, to see, after you hear and see, your stuck thinking about what you saw and heard, The yells, the door slamming, the silence of so many screams, the loving, the changing, the panic. The mood changing, the giving up.

What happened to home is where the heart is?

its quarantine, a time where we see and a time where we listen.

A time where we change.

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This picture reminds me of the poem called a walk at sun set by

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This picture reminds me of the poem called a walk at sun set by

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Willam Cullen Bryant

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These last two months are bad

my basketball team got canceled

The NBA shut down

I hate Quarantine

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Rain Rain Go Away Come Again Another Day

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This year did not start as I planned

closing
after
closing

my dirt bike sitting in the garage
eating dust

I wish I could go racing
going to the track was the best

the smell of the race fuel was the best

I miss it

I cant wait until its time to race.

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Its 2020 and we are under a quarantine

No school, no church, no socializing

And definitely nothing in between.

We are told to stay at home

Follow social distancing rules

And just stay in your own zone

No practices, grouptime, or social gathering

No lunch dates, movie theaters, or shopping

Instead just give me a ring, we’ll talk and sing.

Many drive in their cars, for things

Simple as an Ice Cream bar.

For time outside, it’s joy it brings.

Anything will do, we just all want

To keep our brains from going insane.

During this quarantine rage.

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shed hunting
one the ways for hunters to beat there boredom and there cabin fever
and a way for hunters to be able to even learn more about there own land.
And they might learn more about nature itself.
hunters are using this quarantine time to there advantage
by shed hunting and setting up for this years shed hunting season.

By: Bryce Callanan

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d and d in isolation is a good way to communicate.
d and d in isolation is a way to imagine other worlds outside of our own.

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Day in day out
Same old same new
As time goes by everything repeats
Over and over again .

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Quarantine is like the winter

Cold like the oceans frozen water

Locked inside with no hope of going out for a while

But when the sun shines the cold weather flees

And warmth is restored,

I don't see that warmth coming
But I'm going to keep waiting.

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Lonely, but not alone
surrounded by family, wish I was in Rome
Plenty of work,
that makes my head hurt
tired of isolation and being at home
missing my friends, and seeing their faces
missing my school, going other places
but all I can do is hope that soon
this will be over and I can leave this room

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I will never be bored
I will do my homework
I will go fishing
I will play Ps4
And last but not least i will get to sleep.

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They say there is a reason
They say that time will heal,
But neither time or nor reason
Will change the way we feel.

For no one knows the heartache
that lies behind our smiles,
No one knows how many times
We have broken down and cried.

We want to tell you something
so there won´t be any doubt,
You´re so wonderful to think of
but so hard to be without.

We cannot bring the old days back,
when we were all together,
But the memories we made in school,
will five in our hearts forever.

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I'm not bored
I have found new things
That I Do

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These days the only escape is the drives that I take.
Where I look out on our world
through my glass window knowing I can only look forward.

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Blanche brings home another date.
When it doesn't work out, she over-exaggerates.
Sophia delivers another perfectly timed one-liner.
She's not your typical old lady who relaxes on a recliner.
Rose reminisces her times in Saint Olaf, her stories very confusing.
Even though they're quite strange, the girls find them very amusing.
Dorthy once more provides another sarcastic remark edged with wit.
She's the one who will have to bail them out when Sophia's mouth causes conflict.
Again and again they gather around the table.
After all this time, we'll never be able to forget these angels.

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Boredom something we are all familiar with
Boredom makes fun feel  like a myth
Boredom relying on anything for entertainment
Boredom thoughts of fun or are only sustainment
Boredom feeling like you need to do something
Boredom not wanting to do it

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There's nothing to do but, stare at a clock.
The second hand going around, passing the hours.
It seemed as if it was still yesterday but, its actually tomorrow.
Time is flying by, but it always seems as if it's standing still.

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We outside doe

Uh uh

Everyone out of school

Uh uh

Over this corona

Uh uh

Upset about sports, and everything gettin canceled

Uh uh

Scootin all around

Uh uh

I be outside everyday

Uh uh

Dining in my house

Uh uh

Excited to go outside

Uh uh

Delta airline losing money

Uh uh

Over this rona

Uh uh

Everyone stay safe

Uh uh

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My guinea pig Mocha is part of our quarantine crew.

Although a lot is new,

We have one another to keep us entertained.

With some caffeine to keep me from being drained,

Everyday is a new adventure together.

Although I would rather be out of isolation,

We will make the most out of corona vacation.

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There's nothing to
Locked inside with my brothers
I hate quarantine

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Mosquitoes are sad
and thirsty.
They are bad
but calling for mercy.

Mosquitoes are companion less
with no humans outside.
It may be miraculous
knowing they're still alive.

Mosquitoes don't know what is quarantine
But they're soon to find out they weren't included.
The word is foreign,
they ought to learn soon before the're out the food chain.

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Why cant we get what ever we want in life? Why cant we just have it? Why? Why? Why? You want this and that. Well let me ask you something, do you deserve it, did you earn it? Well if you don't deserve it then you shouldnt have it. Look around you. You have everything you will ever need around you, love, family, and happiness. Love, family, and happiness is essential as food and water. you cant live without it. What is your WHY? You still may say why cant I have this? Well you already have the best gift of all...
Life. Life is the best of all. Life is short, don't waste it. now one more time say WHY, and you will see it all differently.

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But today I will find something to do

Or maybe I will do the same thing as yesterday

Ready for something new

Every day is the same

Days blend together in a cycle of the same

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The world is huge,
I am small.
Lot's of beauty,
yet none at all.
Lot's to do,
yet nothing gets done.
Sitting in my room,
while the world goes on
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All I have is time, yet nothing get's done at all.
Not enough, too much.
The day starts, the day ends.
A never ending loop,
of not enough time.

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Oh how much we yearn for things to go
back to normal.
Our lives have been altered.
Will they ever be the same?

School.
Sports.
Friends.
Restauraunts.
Stores.
We want them back.
The time spent looking at the same four walls continues to prolong.
We ponder on the thought,
All day.
All night.
Will things ever go
Back to normal?

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To not know is troubling,

It makes us worry,

It never tells us things,

We fret of what might or could happen

It makes it the unknown

To look in the past,

We see what we had planned

The things we looked forward to

Things we were sure of

It makes it familiar

But being in the now,

We should not focus on the past

Or make the future our main priority

It’s to do all we can to make this time

A time we will remember

It makes it unforgettable

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No sports
Out of stock
Today is just another day
Hoping for things to go back to normal
Into all of the snacks
Nothing to look forward to
Going day by day

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The world is a beautiful hard place
It has oceans and the sky
It has laughter and love
It has mountains and sunsets
It has family and friends
But most of all
It has LIFE
and disease
and danger
and sadness
and hunger
But most of all
It has DEATH
The world is a beautiful
But hard place

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Roses are red

Violets are blue

These time make me dead

I don’t even have a clue

There is no more fun

The world is ending

It is time to run

Earth is now defending

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Even though you aren't here anymore, you will live on forever in my heart.

Even though you aren't here to bark at the door, I still hear it every time the door rings.

Even though you aren't here to lick my tears, I know you're comforting me.

You may not be here when I walk through the door, but I can still hear your little nails scratching the ground as you walk.

You made me grateful, for now I appreciate life much more, for you never know when it will be over.

For you, it was way too soon.

Appreciate the little things. Like how the sun hits you just right, or how pretty the sunset is that night, or how your dog curls up on the end of your bed every night.

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Day by day,

On replay.

Never knowing,

When our brains will be done overflowing.

Scattered thoughts,

In many knots.

Sitting in the house,

Oh no, there's a mouse.

Playing outside,

With the family alongside.

Trying to keep busy,

While feeling a bit dizzy.

How much longer of this?

What’s another way,

To pray.

Is this going to end?

Or will we have to breakaway,

Day by day.

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Monday is the first day.
Tuesday means your in for a long one.
Wednesday makes you look out the window the whole day.
Thursday says you've lost all hope.
Friday should be the last day, right?
Saturday questions your patience.
Sunday absentmindedly delivers.

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Seconds seem longer now and routines aren't the same. Suddenly bedroom's are also classrooms and all socializing is now through a screen. Our friends are far away and experiencing the same. Everything's different, what is the same?
Minutes ago it seemed we still went to school. Learning in the same room and actually wearing shoes. Now we don't have to get dressed up to look presentable, the feeling of our last day will be unforgettable. School from home is a huge pain. Everything's different, what is the same?
Hours go by without us realizing, and the distractions we have are unsurprising. Tik tok, Instagram, YouTube and more, distractions distractions distractions galore. That may stay the same but others may not. So almost everything is different, and some is the same.
And it's very scary time we live in, especially when things are uncertain. People are dying and others are uncertain when this will end, but what a good time we'll have when we can come back, and talk about how we've been. Still some nights we lay awake remember what else we have overcame, everything is different what is the same?
Days blend together and makes us question our sense of time,  but we must stay at home when Covid-19 is in it's prime. But take a break relax and reflect on how good your doing, think about how when this is over what you'll be enjoying. And yes, Everything's different, but we'll be ok.

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Many mornings I greeted the light

Like a familiar face free from plight

But then it was unrequired

As there was no obligation to be inspired

No reason to greet the cheery dawn

Although life, it seemed, carried on

Now it’s past

A time that seemed to last

A missing part

From the dark

That used to be

A part of me

Carries on

Lonely

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I feel hopeless.

Looking out my window the world continues to function

I am confused.

The problem outside is not visible like a blizzard or tornado

But hides in the shadows and waits for the vulnerable
Am I the vulnerable?

I am scared.

It feels as if I could just walk outside anytime and see my friends

However, my bedroom has become my security but also my prison

It’s a mess.

But I have cleaned it 3 times this week

I’m a mess.

But I shower every other day

Paranoia creeps over me and pins me down like a weighted blanket And whispers in my ear
Don't touch that.
You touched your face.
Stay in your room, lock the door.
It keeps it out.

I feel lazy.

Even though I lift everyday and go outside

I try to learn new hobbies

But I always find myself watching Hercules on repeat
Praying these fairy tales will block out the negative thoughts
It hasn't worked.

I feel hopeless.

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Today, the sun shines bright.

Lighting up the world.

Later, the sun hides behind a white fluffy pillow.

Afraid.

The flowers are thirsty,

as they are now awakening, from a long sleep.

Getting attention that is long overdue.

Everyone is hoping and wishing.

Soon.

Soon this barrier will be lifted.

All we can do is wait.

Tomorrow I say,

tomorrow is new and filled with hope.

Hoping to go back to normal.

Everything changed so fast.

Change.

Change can be good.

Having more time spent with family.

Talking with friends over the phone.

Mailing letters.

Tomorrow is a new day.

A new adventure.

New hope.

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Another day, another sun up, another sundown.

Each one marks the slow pass of time,

For they all blend together.

Same day, same sun.

The slow march of time,

Etches away, erodes, and all at once, it appears there’s no end.

But a new day comes, and with it a new sun filters in.

Hope springs eternal...or so they say.

Or maybe sun springs eternal, and with it brings a fresh batch hope.

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The Here and Now begins the time to try

Things new, things old, forgotten ‘mid the trees.

At once so true, for time, with me allies,

Moves swift into the air and gentle breeze.

Then with intention fair, I strive alone

As furried friends do steal away my time,

A fact for which I soon will see atoned

Intention finished not, the blame, all mine.

So back to work entwine my mind with rope

Within the endless bounds of homework seem

To lose all sense of will yet hold to hope:

Completed ‘ssignment reachèd, not a dream.

This time will pass and I will get it done,

Return to normal when the course is run.

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Stuck.

We are stuck inside, anxious

We are anxious, but we are simply taking a break

A break from the chaos, the normal lives that we were living

Our lives are on hold, but that doesn’t mean Earth is

As we sit back and take a break, the Earth is healing

The Earth is getting better, and although we are on pause, Earth isn’t

The trees are still growing leaves, the grass is still growing greener

Although we feel the world is ending, it is actually healing

Maybe a step back was all we needed, when we come out we will all be healed.

We will become one with the Earth

Everyone is healed and we can go back to the chaos that we once lived so freely

Although the chaos will be back, there will be a new respect for what we have.

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I have all this extra time on my hands, so it makes sense that I use it

Will I start painting, digging, planting, cleaning, building, organizing, moving, spraying

Never before have I had this many projects, I can’t wait to get started

Be smart, measure twice and cut once. Be fast, but don’t drip any paint. Be safe, but hurry up and get done!

Done. Finally. With just the first on my list. That took longer than expected.

With so much to do, I’m starting to drown. I think maybe next that I should lie down. Then tomorrow I can be fresh for

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