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Demons(Who Am I Really?)

While on the path of obscurity
We never know who We may see
Up on the surface We can hide
Behind the ruse of Our false Pride

Yet while We choose to leave the Past
Our fears are there behind the Mask
Whomever is here may poke and prod
While We must kindly smile and nod

See all of Us have demons here
Our true existence is Our fear.

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