Masks
Long, short
Small, big
Scary, friendly
Look within. Not without.
Do we need them?
Do we own them?
In the light of Truth
They fall listless
Exposed. Shattered.
Moulting
A letting go.
Living and dying.
A revival. A Reunion.
Of Truth and Beauty.
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