I have to put on this face. This mask i've just learned to shed, I have to mold it and make lies through smiles. At least this time it's not for me. I have to lie now? I have to pretend to be someone else? I'm at work, and when I answer the phones, its such a cautious game of information. I don't know what my lines are, or what they should be, but
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