On a sunny evening I bring you another fresh from the pen as it were. How many have you come upon who wear a mask to hide the inner being from those about. How many can tell The Mask from reality. Such forms the basis of todays poem.
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The Mask The first to fall in line, Bring the change on time, Twisting fate along the road Brings one to release the load. Counting stars a thankless task Without you behind the mask, Hidden styles with wasted moments Lost in a sea like rodents. Your hidden rhymes become an art That takes each rival to play the part. The guise you wear still pays the fare And leaves another without a prayer. Wear the mask to hide your cares A disguise within your inner affairs. Bring…
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