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Blue glitter thrown across the hard plastic
All the gaps filled
White fills along the edges
Ribbons flying out at the sides
Covering hats our faces, we were incognito
Only openings for our eyes
It was beautiful when she gave to me
It’s still beautiful now
We were all eleven, glad to be graduating
Final year of primary school
I wore my formal dress proudly
We laughed all night long, just us four
blue was my mask, purple and orange were theirs.
My mask, my bright blue mask
Holds all the memories of that day
We were lost in our own world
Only we had, only we wore it.
My mask resting on my nose
The masks spinning across the dance floor
A great blue shooting star, my mask is
And with it, it carries memories
Memories of a night to remember