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The Celebrity
He walks the room with style and grace All eyes concentrating on him. What is he wearing? Why is he wearing it? Who is he with? These are the things that everyone asks But I ask something different. Who is this man? Is he false or true? From rich or poor? lover or user? Do the people in this room really know the man behind this mask? Here he stands, a figure of status, an idol of the tabloids, god to millions But yet to the discerning eye he is, someone else A man of virtue, passionate and loving. The man we see before us is nothing compared to what is underneath him, the real god is what is truly inside him You can put him on all the covers of magazines or on a silver screen, We all make believe that we know him but in reality all we need to know is who he really is.
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