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May 2017
The mask I wear is but this skin of mine,
They find it unbelievable to have this much shine,

Is it through a fault of mine,
one can't assume to see the shine?

Or are we so weary,
to see ambivalence behind every disguise?
Do you believe I can be my true self with you?
Or do suspect deceit from every true?
Navigated Thoughts
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