EÓN

During the pandemic due by COVID 19, we suffer their effects, but we decide to realize a fulldome movie with it. We write a little poem to engage our feelings with the spur of the moment: Many days have passed, many people have died. The words are gone, only points and lines remain in my life. Now I hope to live a little, although the uncertainty impedes me. It does not matter that the COVID persecutes me and its evil friend forbids me.