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Of crumbling masquerade,

I caught a piece,

Falling indefinite,

Aiming abyss.

Hoping to unriddle,

I fixed the hole.

Only to break apart,

The mask as a whole.

I shut my eyes-

unsee their disdain.

chiseled another disguise,

and masked them again.

on queasy me witnessing your iridescent glitters,

you knelt, whispered, "Nothing mattered at all."