| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - There is a face that we wearIn the cold light of day -it is society's mask,it is society's way,And the truth isThat it is all a facade!There is a face that we hideTill the nighttime appears,And what is hiding inside,Behind all of our fears,Is our true self,Locked inside the facade!Every dayPeople, in their own sweet way,Like to add a coat of paint,And be what they ain't!he is how our little -Game is pl
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