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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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