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A painted face Eyes shining brightly Crisp white gloves Hiding hands Rose red lips A perfect smile Clothes all black Brilliant contrast Walking and dancing Moving just right Laughing and crying Silent And I can’t help but wonder Who is the one behind the painted face
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Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 4:07 PM UTC
The Mime
A painted face Eyes shining brightly Crisp white gloves Hiding hands Rose red lips A perfect smile Clothes all black Brilliant contrast Walking and dancing Moving just right Laughing and crying Silent And I can’t help but wonder Who is the one behind the painted face
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Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 4:07 PM UTC
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