The scarcity of genuine

A room full of masks. Hiding the dark side of their moon. Pointing their camera where the light is manipulated to shine brightest. Smiling at one another with diamond teeth, but rotten roots. Speaking to one another with compliments, but shallow intentions. Listening to one another with curiosity, but ill wishes.
The scarcity of genuine lives in a room full of masks.

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