.. outcries behind the mask.. exclaimed the author behind his books of wisdom.. am i really to judge who or where the humanity is taking its course.. his hands stained in red crimson .. trying to alienate the difference between hatred and apathy.. lying in front of him in a pool of blood his only beloved.. for once he dint even think twice before wearing the mask again .. his own burnt face hiding in disgrace.. is this true or all in a dream....
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