Been easy lately
For people to not show their colors
They put on a mask
Letting others define them
Only through their odours
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I sit by the window
Looking at the small airport
Of college station
While the lady takes half of my seat
And squeezes me in
Probably she is laughing
Well, I am the only one
Among all these passengers
Who have not covered the face
For death looks certain
And my mind does not seem to process
The needs of the facial mask, it just forgets
However, I wish the virus didn't come abroad
In a small plane to Dallas Fortworth
