HOLD YOUR NOSE AND HUG YOURSELF.

Take the mask off.

You can't make everyone happy when you aren't.

The perfect symbol.

Would you get your abortion rights and turn into a comrad?

She can hold your hand, but you must go, a woman can not be all, or everything, she got you, then nothing, just the sun burning the skin, nothing goes nowhere in the heat, all the pretty days upon her face, swings into a strange escape.

Off with the mask.