95. Beyond the Mask

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The eyes staring back at me know everything. I can't hide my shame, my guilt. Its gaze cuts through my wall of denial and anxiety, straight into the thoughts and feelings I keep tightly coiled inside me.

No matter how deep the mask, my reflection reveals all.

When, then, will it smile? When will its eyes brighten?


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