I hide behind my shield. Behind it, I laugh, I cry, I dance, I scream. With abandon I live -- behind the shield. I know you are real -- all of you readers.
And you can be
because you can't see me.
You only hear the dance, the laugh, the cry, the scream, the echoes of which are long subsided before you see me again.
And so I'm protected.
And you're protected.
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