Mask
I’ve worn my mask each dayWashed my hands of many things.
Just a physical embodiment
Of the habits of a lifetime.
Now I put a mask on my mask
And hold my hands together
Just waiting for so many lives
To stop slipping away.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2021-01-29 at 03:17
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