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Each day I wake, I adorn my mask Cover the pain, a most daunting task I hide deep within my hallowed shell Puppeteer function, hope none can tell Pull the crooked lever hinged to the smile Interact with strangers, another dial Crank the handle that winds up the walk Yank on the chain to make the mouth talk Like a one man band who plays and sings Work all the complex pullies and strings Mechanized master, it's become routine Armoured safe within my tarnished machine
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Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 9:24 AM UTC
Wake-up Make-up
Each day I wake, I adorn my mask Cover the pain, a most daunting task I hide deep within my hallowed shell Puppeteer function, hope none can tell Pull the crooked lever hinged to the smile Interact with strangers, another dial Crank the handle that winds up the walk Yank on the chain to make the mouth talk Like a one man band who plays and sings Work all the complex pullies and strings Mechanized master, it's become routine Armoured safe within my tarnished machine
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Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 9:24 AM UTC
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