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The Mask IV

Charming smile
on the face
Hiding the inner
grimace

He walked through
the crowd
His head held
up proud

All through the function
his face kept smiling
While inside, with fury,
his mind was boiling

Boiling at the fact that he
had lost the election
And this was his opponent's
inaugural function

Some people don't really
need a mask
Their faces are capable
of the task


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