It’s double masks in the morning, get a break at mealtime.
We take them off to feed and breathe and recall the past sublime.
A past in which we still complained however never once of this.
No more public washrooms… it’s those little things I miss.
We plan a little better, or we feel our way by touch.
Staying silent and hold it in… the masks they hide so much.
Dennis Mantin 
Great!
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Thank you!
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🙏🌼🙏🌼🙏
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How do you ‘put’ the mask on for her?
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That was Leonardo… I think
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