It is hidden like
a murderer in a story.
It is the actual me, one can get to know,
not so quick but slowly.

I am covered with words,
Like meaning in poetry.
I am hidden by 'A Mystery',
Like bluntness hides loyalty!

I am the pain behind the smile.
I am the care behind the anger!
In an old person, I am the child,
Hidden like 'cent' in the centre!
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