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My poem in response to reading this page.

  • Writer: Angie Nabrotzky Lassig
    Angie Nabrotzky Lassig
  • Jul 17, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Sep 12, 2020

People forget that indeed our souls are immortal, but not the body.

They find it so fantastically unimaginable

that plague can be so apocalyptic,

when it looks as benign as flu at its

surface.

Deceptively deadly.



Page from Camus “The Plague” 1947


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