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Otherwise Unremarkable
Under the bright lights
a procession unfolds
unweighty models stride
an assembly line of elegance
Each step choreographed
faces devoid of stories
a canvas painted
with practiced indifference
Fabrics whisper
as they move
yet beneath the surface
a uniformity stifles
A sea of faces
beautiful, blank
indistinguishable
in their meticulous resemblance
Makeup masks
the individual
artistry aimed to embellish
not to reveal
In this spectacle
of perfection
the essence of self
is concealed
They glide past
these figures of grace
yet their spirits
seem tethered, constrained
In pursuit of
an aesthetic ideal
their authentic selves
remain detained







