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Oct 2012
She was effervescent, they told me.
When she took her mask off—
Her composed features would crack
And a glow came from underneath
Through the fissures
When she took her mask off—
The pure, white shell would fall away
And reveal golden glory,
The unseen strength that surged forth
When she took her mask off—
People should take their masks off more often.
Isoindoline
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