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BY PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR7 G% e8 }4 [7 m
We wear the mask that grins and lies,5 j0 ^ G' E# j1 T! r
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
8 f7 L- x0 _( `* t9 CThis debt we pay to human guile;- r* T* h! x" [. }6 z* O& S( [
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,2 H& | L4 h/ j) ?
And mouth with myriad subtleties.4 @/ p/ m3 T6 P3 f$ m
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Why should the world be over-wise,
1 B4 ]0 j( g# M# V6 g, P6 SIn counting all our tears and sighs?0 n0 r7 B8 A: p
Nay, let them only see us, while
8 H: j5 [% r4 e( G9 C. A We wear the mask.9 A# O9 b# d( @' j1 a4 q: C' J/ o; ^
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We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
4 u0 s- A. n5 p6 Z. R# eTo thee from tortured souls arise.
6 Y8 {! f& @, o! ~3 E" AWe sing, but oh the clay is vile
/ n! Z" V- d O* h+ N# X; \Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
9 E8 Z; B4 `5 }1 LBut let the world dream otherwise,$ H- D* p( t( {8 m) k; p
We wear the mask! |
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