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MY FACE

We shine like stars in the dark
Beautiful like moon in the night
Perfect like love
We tell the stories of who we wish to be
Show the person in us we really wish to be embraced and loved
A million persons in a single body
Many faces we wish not to be seen
Many colours we wish we never had
We fear to decide the wrong thing would define us
The darkness in us from which the star shines
The fear in us that creates bravery
The lost in us tha makes us find a way
The weakness in us that pushes us to full strength
We hide in a mask that personifies
Like layers in an onion
Many faces that make face for the world is me
Many faces that make me are also my face
The faces that scare me build the faces that are loved

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