Without a mask
Sitting in a waiting room without a mask
People all look but never ask.
They take a seat away from you just to stop the
Spread
Thinking I'm contagious and they might end up
Dead.
I ask you please don't try to judge me on what you
Think you know
By me not warming a mask your hostility will grow
Don't be afraid of me I don't mind just ask
And will glad explain to you why I don't ware a
Mask.
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