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Of masks we wear, both thin and grand,
They veil the truths we can't withstand.
A painted smile, a hidden tear,
Conceal the tales of joy and fear.
In public’s gaze, we craft our guise,
With artful strokes, we shape our lies.
A gentle laugh, a fleeting glance,
Disguise the heart’s unspoken dance.
Behind the mask, a soul can hide,
A world within, where fears reside.
Yet in the shadows, hope may bloom,
A secret garden in the gloom.
Each mask a shield, a fragile screen,
Protecting dreams, unseen, serene.
In twilight's hush, when masks descend,
We find the truths that never bend.
So wear your mask, but know this well,
Beneath it lies the tale you tell.
And in the quiet, dare to see,
The unmasked you, the true, the free. 0 reply
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