(idea) by yam Fri Jun 16 2000 at 18:17:34
From Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman:

A mask, a perpetual natural disguiser of herself,
Concealing her face, concealing her form,
Changes and transformations every hour, every moment,
Falling upon her even when she sleeps.
I like it!

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