MASK III
MASK 3
Happy I seem
Inside I scream
A weary dream
Topped by cream
Breathing through a beam
Shielded by a mask within
I crave
Inside a cave
Like a sting hive
A personal me-hive
Into the shadow deep-dive
For the little mask is a thrive
As I stand
From a stunt
A heavy pant
Inside I runt
And bravely grant
A genie wish from its taunt
It grows
Within it sows
As double-rigged saws
On guard like a hot sauce
I am my own source
A mask to its paws
On third phase
A hidden face
A wolven pace
A written ace
Away from its chace
I embrace its chance
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