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8h
A  daily mask
purveyor of a soulless smile
and feigned empathy

the patrons seeking truth
blinded by the dense wall
filtering out both sorrow and joy
like a vicious guard dog on patrol

the blunted emotions
have nowhere to run

truly a trade gone wrong.
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Written by
Bennett
  61
   Rick
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