At last the final curtain fell
With it, the end to this facade
The applause began to swell
It was a performance worthy of the gods
The minor roles had exceeded all expectations
The leads beamed with pride
But it wasn’t them who were worthy of congratulations
It was the puppeteer who hid behind
He spun his web of deception.
He weaved the threads of doubt
He changed their whole perception
He had left no one out
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