Welcome to the Masquerade,
Where we hide our true selves behind masks.
No one is sure of anyone here.
You may talk to me for hours,
But never know me.
We walk the waltz of deception.
We talk with a lying tongue.
One of us could be the wealthy man down the street
Or the filthy beggar by the road.
Maybe I am the kind gentleman from the market.
Or perhaps I am the psychotic murderer you see on the news every day.
Welcome to the Masquerade.
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