Masked Faces

January 21, 2010
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A rustling of unheard whispers, loud before my enter.
Beyond a counterfeit world revealed to many faces.
A rush of blood, a pumping of heart, a lack of breath.
The feeling of pure selflessness.
Lights fade to black.
No sounds heard, no world seen.
I take a leap of faith, a step on stage.
A world is lit, so well rehearsed.
The words fall off my lips.
My emotions new and unknown.
Acts, scenes, proceeding.
Exploring new experiences; unseasoned places.
A new life, shared.
The curtain closes upon masked faces.

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