Real-eye-sation

Hit me I mustn't dream me thinks thee seems these means alive.

Find me inner spacey
hid behind the bitter tasty
free's arrive.

Prime reanimate preseason trying fascinate thing bringing size.

Finally ascertainment cleans the lies we have to break free realize.

Covid-19 deemed a Sars blanketed statement for organisms that when introduced in significant quantities to the human host that by empirical evidence activate some number of physical reactions in various degrees of severity for varying periods of time which have all proven to be controllable, healable, and removable. For some strange reason it also feels exactly like the common cold and flu to me. Anyone want to use poetry to change the world? Prove me wrong.