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At first glance the world looks different
At first look the things around us try to define us
When I try to see the good things, my life starts to get better
When my heart is breaking, it is hard to try and find the good
The cliché’s are abundant
The days are long, with the minutes longer
The time we have on the earth, is limited
The world could look like a lonely place at first
At first the world is what you make it
At first so is life, the grind of everyday
Tired and exhausted it seems never ending
Trying to make the money to make ends meet
During this COVID pandemic
Times are definitely different
Things will never be back to normal
At least the way things we thought we knew