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Masks are used to conceal the truth and exhibit lies.People like to follow success but fail to recognise the unusual adjustments that lay under the wraps of the mask. As all that glitters is not gold similarly behind the smiles there is gloom and darkness. At times masks represent strength,power and unlimited courage to its owner but deprives solace. 

Our superheroes are men and women with unlimited courage but in them there are few who are mere preposterous. They have the hunger for success without labour.Mask steals innocence and replaces it with evil.  It's a deal with the monster and you can't back out once it's signed.

The safest way out is to limit its use and go unmasked .

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