Once, I tried to write the first lines of a book that was to be my ...
The other day I found a small piece of paper on which I had marked the words
Being, Appearing, pretend.
The mirror shows three faces, each person hides.
What would happen to a woman who, wanting to live in "normal" hides its true
essence?
What will be told, the plot, as a strand of silk, weave alone.
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