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A Face in the Net
Smiling from the shadows of a waking dream,
Projecting persona through a maze of other realities.
Hoping to be seen without ridicule or dissention,
From that fragile perch
on which we lay & display ourselves.
Just a pork chop………..but sincere and true,
those plastique’ mugs look oh so new.
How fresh the facsimile can appear to the real,
without filling or fervor
their facade
will soon
peel.
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