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Photo Courtesy of Tess Kincaid |
This beautiful wooden mask
hanging on the wall of your past
It never once betrays you or me or us
for it only shows the real face of itself
not the real you or me--
not the real us
Now that you and me
want to see each other--
the real us
we're suddenly in doubt, worried
for we may betray
the courtesy of the wooden mask!
*Note:
Written for Magpie Tales #74
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