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There’s the social distancing chorus (“How she sits alone / the city once great with people”)…

…the doomscrolling aria (“For in much wisdom is much worry / and he who adds knowledge adds pain”)

…the fury against COVID disinformation (“They would heal my people’s wound easily saying, ‘All is well, all is well,’ when it was NOT well”)

…and the uncannily appropriate lines that gave it its title: “All is mere breath / and herding the wind.”

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