Kaonashi

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Poetry

We walk about in colored array
Masked faces in this masquerade

Only seeing the guise that's displayed
Meandering until our minds have decayed

A shadow of what could have been
Becoming the whole of our sins

So imagine what a world it would be
If we all donned the mask of unanimity

Allowing our true self to be free
Never afraid of the face they might see

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