Behind the mask
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No one notices the sadness in my eyes.
No one talks about the cuts on my wrists.
No one looks past the crown on my head.
No one feels the pain I carry.
No one understands the mask on my face.
Because no one Notices, or talks, or looks, or feels, or understands.
Because they all have masks.
Just like me.
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