The Masked Dancers

They shall meet again with masks off, no more,
Until then, let then dance in the theatre of life,
Separate, yet interwoven – they rise, they fall,
Dancing the music of time, void of strife.

Masked ones will meet again to see the true faces of each other. Time does not matter, for the Masked ones are entwined within the fabric of destiny and through the veil of fate.

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