My Face

I tried to wear a new face. One that could let me coexist.
A face that would but smile over the frown for all of Greece
to see and enjoy. So now how is it that this mask, which was
forged with such effort, has failed. There was nothing
that I could do to wear it in front of you or them. The smiles
were great and the frowns all the more. I tried to wear a new
face, but I guess I'll have to make one.

 

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