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Incognito Icon
A layered suit I am asked to wear
The armor is heavy but
I can bear it
Under the mask
I am not
hiding
Rather giving
All of me
I dance like no one’s watching because no one is
And yet
They perceive a sliver of me
A well-kept secret to those who don’t know
The incognito icon has a household name
Though they don’t know mine
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