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Mask

With a cracked mask I pretend to be happy in this uncaring world.
I hear laughter uncaring laughter.
It brakes off from my face caused from all the uncaring strikes that I received.
With broken bones and broken mind.
I crawl my brittle and bruised body off the side.

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