Virus The virus starts, Making small camps through me, Ants I squash it. It spreads, It jumps about, Fire. I wash it away with rain. It evolves, Spreads again, Ice. I break it. It learns, Protecting itself, Armour. I try. It controls, Takes over me, All of me. I am hurt. Help me.
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