There is
me,
well draped,
restrained,
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I suppose it is that perplexing duality that makes us human and poetic. Very insightful and well-composed poem, with effective short lines that mimic our shifting moods and thoughts. Good work.
I think people wear mask of happiness when in fact they are unhappy......... But when you probe deeper mask fall off and you find that word is abode of unhappiness as told by Gautam Buddha......... Good Write......