We're all wearing masks.
those masks isn't our true self.
it's just a disguise to protect our private feelings and thoughts.
but sometimes the mask cracked and we are ashamed to reveal ourselves to strangers.
even to our friends, we afraid of betrayal, that everyone will know our secrets and desires.
if only we could've tell our story to somebody, even to a stranger, this man won't be a stranger anymore- he will become a true friend, somebody to share with.
then, after we die, our story will be telled by the many. only then, if the story is right, our story will be remembered and will be telled over and over again by the people whom loved us.
and as they do so, our memories and experiences comes back to life, not in as a human, but as a legend- about a mortal human who became an immortal legend.
and that will inspire everyone who'll hear the story, and they would tell they're own story.
then we see from heaven- that there is no more masks and strangers left in the world, because everyone tells his story and nobody afraid from the other, and they all live in peace and harmony.
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