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When the door is shut
The lights turned off
Data turned off
The world away
And the mask pulled off
Then that which has been hidden becomes exposed.
All restraints broken
Like the stream never running dry
The tears begin to flow
And after crying a river full,
Swimming in my pain, I lay down
Awaiting the next day
To pick on the mask once more.
Wetin concern bicycle with fuel station?😂