Hiding the Truth

April 19, 2014

You wear a mask to hide your features.

You wear a cloak to hide your limbs.

Who are you? What are you?

You are fake and artificial and false.

I do not know this identity.

I do not trust this identity.

What are you hiding?

Why must you hide?

And you say, "I pretend to be another to hide the truth."

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