The masks behind the door.
I wore the mask of sadness
and saw the crystal clear tears running down the faces of sad,
those worried ones asking for help
and the ones who are nervous who show their talent by preforming on stage.
I wore the mask of sadness
and saw the crystal clear tears running down the faces of sad,
those worried ones asking for help
and the ones who are nervous who show their talent by preforming on stage.
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