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A dance of masks on life's grand stage,
Where jesters shift with time and age.
Traditions bend, yet stand so tall,
Laughter echoes in every fall.
From every corner, quirks emerge,
A comic blend of clash and merge.
The scripts may change, but still remains,
The jest that flows through shifting lanes.
An ancient tale retold with glee,
Culture spins its comedy.




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