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BY PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR
& ~; ]/ c3 b' W8 r& `% IWe wear the mask that grins and lies," F' r9 ~. L2 ~! Z1 B! R( [6 v$ R/ R
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—5 |9 n4 U6 g' `6 U3 v
This debt we pay to human guile;% t; r0 G' U# y$ T W9 X
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,0 S7 d7 D5 p6 j2 D- k
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
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* z0 c2 Q/ f7 J; Z) f7 d9 v- OWhy should the world be over-wise,
# c/ |2 `6 `5 r% KIn counting all our tears and sighs?
+ c) U5 c2 V u2 u$ z8 tNay, let them only see us, while: z/ X6 O1 r) J7 u5 T0 A3 l# m
We wear the mask.
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We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries( `8 m# J! G" d- @* P# ]- K: H! ~: ?
To thee from tortured souls arise.( o2 n2 z) Y( a% F# \/ l
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
& @0 e/ M- j- y7 O ~' WBeneath our feet, and long the mile;
, R7 j; i7 e/ z6 |5 ~0 Z# XBut let the world dream otherwise,
) c! J* b5 E# D1 n `0 |& j We wear the mask! |
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