Familiar faces,
In an ancient,
But known place,
Wearing nice make–up
Which after few seconds
vanishes away.
Amongst them,
A timid shadow
Suddenly shows up
But is swallowed
By those complexions.
Next day,
The same old story;
The powder dazzles
As the sun does
But is instantly
and consciously
Washed away
As one passes by.
After several months,
The shy shadow
Has indeed evolved
For it's no longer
What it used to be,
As one day it realizes
That it’s got a gloss-like face
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