A million Doubts flickerig in her eyes
Like on a dark road a glowing light
Lighting the path in parts
Yet Leaving her stranded in blind spots.

Determined, she walks the path untrodden
Her head straight, heart not yet broken
She goes along on a steady pace
Never assuming to be a part of the rat race

And as the ball of light descends
Taking away all pretence
Peeling of the mask so deep
Revealing the beautiful soul underneath

The fear of capture soon forgotten
She opens her heart like a mine begotten
And out flow the secrets, the feelings rare
Which the mask never allows to share

But alas! When the sun is out again
The mask is back on, on our maiden fair
And the witness stands and observes
The beautiful dance of the mask and the swan.


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