At times I am left to wonder,
if it is just a joke or a serious blunder...
How people change in a blink,
spelling a different rhyme without skipping a beat....
masks are torn and reshaped,
Yes I have heard of that all...
slipped and slithered over an old,
that my friend is as recent for me as an unshaped dawn...
wondering I sit back,
musing if at all I am ever to know thy name...
ever would I be able to see,
see the darkness hidden beneath the glowing veil....
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