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Nov 2014
To know me is to love me
empires vast in times gone by
never to be lost
it's just another chapter when I die

I wear the masks to hide myself
cloak myself in a veil of darkness
my voice muffled
in this vacuum in space

Time makes a good bedfellow
it cradles me
it bathes me
it renews me

The masks I wear are many
some will smile on you
some will frown
some I wear are just to clown around


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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