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The Masks

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Mask I wore on my naked face,
Not one but many.
One for money, another for fame,
Then another for command, and so on.
None knew I bore a mask on my naked face,
For it neared my true face.
Was it for beauty or to hide, I wore?
No it was for mere survival.
Days passed by, with money, fame and command.
I had every thing that one could name,

And also a burdened soul.
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Lara W.a 05 August 2005

I like the sound of this, cool =)

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Max Reif 05 August 2005

an honest admission, I feel it. masks are such a powerful poetic metaphor.

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