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Now that no one is around,
My true self must be found.
Living in a world where we must pretend.
Being not "me" his life one must spend.
Masks on masks they pile and pile.
Good, bad, happy or sad each with a different style.
My own face I now forget.
The masks on my face, has begun to set.
In these faces, my face I lost.
For pretending, I paid a steep cost.
People change or so I heard.
Perhaps, many by same fate spurned.
Today someone is truly no one.
Why? Does anyone care? Anyone?
I don't know if you'd want me to care.
Which reality to you would be fair?
A deer wouldn't eat a carcass,
No more than a lion eating grass.
So now we all just play along.
The world now is just a play, detailed and long.
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