Written on: January 2024
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World of faces, a masquerade unfolds,
Masks donned for survival, stories left untold.
A dance of personas, a delicate ballet,
For fitting into society's mold, one must sway.
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The first mask, a smile so bright,
Worn to conceal the shadows, the internal fight.
Grand ballroom of societal decree,
A performance begins, yet it's not truly me.
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The second mask, a stoic facade,
Hiding vulnerabilities beneath a crafted facade.
Emotions entwined, a tapestry concealed,
Quest for acceptance, authenticity repealed.
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A third mask emerges, a charm so refined,
Adorned to allure, to captivate the mind.
Yet behind the enchantment, a soul does yearn,
To break free from the roles, from the masks worn.
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The fourth mask, a mask of intellect,
A shield against judgment, a safeguard to protect.
Pursuit of knowledge, a labyrinth explored,
Yet the self remains hidden, the core ignored.
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Layers upon layers, the masks persist,
Each stitched with societal expectations, a twist.
But in the quiet chambers of self-discovery,
A whisper emerges, a call for authenticity.