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As I watch ... I See

QHera

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As I sit here;
As I hang on to wisps of smoke tendrils,
As I float around on clouds of invisibility,
The masquerade begins.
The glitz and glitter of the gatsby gala.
Peachy politeness; pompous prudence,
Perfect Pinacles of friendship.

Yet;
Somewhere a storm is brewing,
Somewhere glaciers are melting
Somewhere a mask is fitting,
Somewhere a heart is pining.

For behind every venetian mask;
A broken heart,
A hopeful dream,
A pining soul,
A longing desire.
 
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