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Mask on, 
to be or not to be, 
chuckling crowd 
lights shine on me. 
I speak as the leader 
swords clashing 
blood of a friend spilled, 
red dragon hatching inside 
enemy blood spilled on my hands, 
why can’t we have peace? 
Can’t we act for not for entertainment, 
but for the good of our Lord God? 
However, as the curtains fall, 
so does my love of drama. 

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