Prancing about infront of you
is this puppet of gloom.
In his steps no joy at all
rather shining dullness of a Ball.
Upon his face this
masqurade of a Fool
Surrendering his will to
shoulds and what ifs.
Letting the Puppetier lead his way.
Hiding behind the shrubs of sweet berries
never seeing the path of own desires...
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