My FaceA Poem by sushi
Smiley when you happy.
Helping when you need. Comforting when you feel. Nodding at each word, Granted you feel. All feel contended with the mask they like on me. No one finds the need to see the gloomy face; tired carrying heavy masks; the viewer please.
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