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Jul 2018
My friends say I smile all the time,
That I don't have a serious face.
I find this particularly funny,
Because I constantly remind myself
That my frown must be erased.

Nobody wants to see
What is really under my mask.
And if they have a clue what it is,
They are too afraid to ask.
Written by
Josephine Wilea  16/Gender Fluid/Bedford Corners, NY
(16/Gender Fluid/Bedford Corners, NY)   
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