They
They smile, but the light does not quite reach their eyes.
They sing, but the song does not come from their soul.
They dance, but life does not pour from their steps.
They go through the motions, but they no longer mean anything.
They have put on a mask, so that the world does know how broken they truly are.
E.D.
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