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Mask Season Can Be Over Now

Pull down your mask

and let me see your smile.


I miss the smiles of the people.

I miss the dimples.

I miss the teeth.

I miss the joy.

So please,

pull down your mask

and smile back at me.


Let me see your joy

Let me see your face alive with passion.


An artist can only create from darkness when the smiles of the people are gone,

and I am tired of the constant darkness.


-C.H.

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