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Dear Bill

Bill, what do you mean by the next pandemic, and are you the Minister of World Health, and who gave you this position to talk about the virus and from where all these viruses are in your possession and you declare them day and night?

Bill, you are the father of viruses. We congratulate you on this position. You have left your main job and found another job that can bring you a lot of profits. Oh God, no envy, you have sprouted Corona, and we never doubt, but we are sure. Make sure who holds his nose that you are the director, screenwriter, actor, and even the financier. 

Bill, did you know that there are poor, homeless, and refugees in the world? I am not saying that you and the rulers of the world are the cause of their suffering and the rise in commodities and oil. 

Hey, viruses, have you given up on developing software, and have your computer viruses been unable to damage them to turn into a virus product to infect humans, who basically do not need to destroy them due to the narrowness of life that applies to them? 

Bill, do you want to frighten the already terrified world? Do we have another place to run to? If you released your viruses that cracked our heads with them, if we could, we would have left Earth for you and settled Mercury or Venus or any nice asteroid that doesn't have Bill. 

Oh Bill, my dear, do you want to get rid of the overload of those peoples who are crowded in our countries because of you and the greed of the rulers of the world? Otherwise, what is this psychological war that you are waging on us? 

Oh Bill, they curse you day and night, and I'm talking to everyone, I confess that an old woman whose faith is firm, her supplication, dawns, does not reply. 

Do you know, Bill, that it is because of you and the rulers of the world that I lost my job and another man in Nicaragua got what happened to me and millions like us got the same thing as us?

rasmi jarrah

jordan

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