The hidden
A mask I wear,
the true me
is hidden,
behind falsehood
I lie.
You may never
see my
mirror image,
the reflection
of my
heart and soul.
Behind a cover
is hidden-
the true me,
hidden so
the world may
not see
the mirror image
of me-
of me inside.
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