every face tells a story but all faces are masks and all lips were made for lies there’s a kernel of truth buried in every deception for we are purely abstract a triumph over chaos living in a world of pure theatre we are all of us fiction woven into fact our silence screams for truth but even silence lies we are what we hide this is a world of illusion reality is only glimpsed through an opaque lens everything we do is a masquerade a dance within the mind
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