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This world is not for me.
Surviving Masks plays every single second.
Nothing personal just a MUST.
They get so used to it that they forget the real person.
Turning into an emotionless robot that reacts to commands and precisions.
Unacceptable is looking at someone showing feelings.
Oh, where are we heading?!
Shaped into Voiceless Screaming Souls fade into the Oblivion.
About the Creator
Ina Zeneli
In love with writing books for kids, young adults, poetry, and novels.
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