I was born in the land where all children were born with a mask on their faces that had an artificial smile on their lips and had prison bars on their eyes that did not allow you to see the truth. They always told that the truth is what they teach us, this mask has become an inseparable part of our body, that going after the truth is always useless and entails terrible punishments, this was what they taught us. Now, I wake up in the morning and I tie a tie made of blood around my neck and stare at myself in the mirror of my room, I have broken a part of this mask and only a little bit left until freedom, to get rid of this illusion, the truth inside me screams every day. I go to the street and I see people with broken masks and also people who are drowning in illusion and are not interested in being informed, every night I dream of days when no one wears a mask, that day is close.
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