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Pink Lady

Pink Lady


Sometimes a mask is not a mask.
Even when we try to hide ourselves,
part of what we are remains there. It
can happen by chance or on purpose
and, suddenly, common people
become someone else. A mystery to
solve. The transformation is never
completed. Look carefully, my soul is
there, just behind the pink colour.
Staring at you. I’m the impostor
behind the mask.