what exists beneath

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Who hides behind this mask of mine,  The one given at birth so fine, The one who wishes to fit in, Yet identity sticks like a pin.    Through dance she moves effortlessly,
My True Self   My true self is a lion A gorgeous one you see When she stands up fierce as well as tall
What exists beneath my curtain What exists beneath the wall, the shield, the barricade What extists beneath this bright smile Beneath this laugh that lights up the world What exists beneath my  protection
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