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33 
A soul wears patience like a mournful song.
Tired and worn, where darkness spreads,
In this play of masks, where truth often sheds.
Patience, once sturdy, now frail and thin,
Bears the weight of a world steeped in sin.
A masquerade unfolds, a dance in disguise,
Where authentic hearts meet only goodbyes.
Behind a crafted smile, a teardrop weaves,
In a labyrinth of longing, where honesty grieves.
Tired of games and their relentless play,
Patience falters, fading, losing its way.
Masks, like armor, in the theater unfold,
A drama of deception, where sincerity's sold.
Weary eyes, dreams swapped for a charade,
In this grand masquerade, a soul is betrayed.
Beneath the mask, emotions lose their hue,
As trust crumbles, like morning dew.
Fake faces perform in the puppeteer's bow,
A deep weariness, like an ebbing woe.
A story of contrasts, as life foretold.
With dawn's soft embrace, a whisper of grace,
Yet pain lurks within, in a hidden space.
The sun ascends, casting shadows away,
A canvas of hope painted in golden ray.
In this fleeting moment, happiness we gain,
Yet woven within, lies a subtle strain.
For joy and sorrow dance in tandem,
A complex waltz, an eternal anthem.
As laughter echoes, pain takes its cue,
A paradoxical melody, known by few.
In the gentle breeze, a bittersweet sigh,
A symphony of emotions, soaring high.
For with each elation, a shadow's cast,
As the pendulum swings, the die is cast.
Yet within the agony, resilience resides,
A strength unveiled as the soul abides.
Through the ebb and flow of life's refrain,
Emerges a courage that conquers the pain.
My heart heavy with your absence,
Oh, how I miss the warmth of your touch,
Yearning for your return, I miss you so much.