I am wondering, contemplating, seeing
figures with masks attached to their faces.
Different colours and shapes.
Some beautiful. Some peculiar.
And the rests are just shallow.
And I can't help but ponder,
What kind of life are they living?
Is it full of adventures?
Is it full of unachieved dreams?
Is it full of euphorias?
or is it just another deep, endless. black hole?
If grievance were to befall them,
Would they be heedless of it?
or will they accept it with an open arms?
The strongest wins.
The weakest dies.
Now let the dance begin!
I say: I'm getting rusty. Ai yai yai! Photo is not mine.
A.J
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