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Masks
It had been masks all along…
The faces are cheerful- a painted cheer.
Smiles painted on faces…
Lips uttering words-
-the heart bore no witness to,
Just plain words…void
Meaning lost its soul
Metamorphosed to nothingness.
The world comprehends its nothingness
And fills the vacuum with emptiness…
And lives to believe the face of it.
Scared-
As once the mask is torn apart
The true nothingness would be exposed-
The truth the masked folks no longer want to comprehend.
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