Life, a stage

When down in the depth of despair, and depressed

You write, you sing, you create, to impress

But have you ever wondered, the lost power of your words

Sometimes, less is more and more is less

Daily you cry your silent song

You wail, you weep from dusk to dawn

Then you dust yourself and put your mask on

Coz at all costs, the show must go on

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