With the stillness of water
Mirrors every face we hide
Wear it in any manner
Each blink opens a new sight
The disturbing breathe of breeze
Cripples the calmness in the air
When the face comes to rest
The mask still exist
Trembles will the earth
Masks and faces will collide
Both will burn in fire
Within our very eyes
From ashes to shadows
Feelings learn to become
When you can wear them both
Masks and faces as one.
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