2020 + 6

6 years later. I haven't forgotten. The sudden uproar. The collapse of society. Neutrality nonexistent. I haven't forgotten. The quiet streets Collecting masks and confusion. Even if you turn a blind eye. 2020 Hasn't vanished. Just echoed. This echoe didn't disappear Just mutated. Day by day. Then week by week. Then month by month. Then year by year. It didn't fade. It stacked. So I counted. Plus one exhaustion. Plus two tension. Plus three skepticism. Plus four overstimulation. Plus five Isolation. Plus six Death.