The clown's solace
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Last published Mon, Aug 18, 2025
This poem explores the duality of a person's life, where they wear a mask of happiness to cope with inner pain. By day, they're a source of laughter, but by night, they're consumed by darkness and emotional turmoil. The poem highlights the struggle to maintain a facade of joy while hiding true suffering. It raises questions about the transparency of one's emotions and the weight of carrying a secret pain. The clown's smile hides a deeper sorrow.
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