A Mask Beyond Ourselves
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- Votos 6
- Capítulos 2
This is a philosophy talking about the 2 basic sides of being a human being. One is to be happy, and one is to feel the anxiety. The mask represents how we hide our despair and how we turn it euphoric. Our mask is our only solution to hide the emptiness within ourselves.
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Descent
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Don't Leave Me
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Behind The Mask
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Strong, Truly Strong
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soul
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