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Morning. Warm bed. A cup of coffee. Lock click. The door of my fortress closed outside. I am walking among people. No one cares ... neither do I ...
We just go. Faceless crowd. Nodding and throwing taut smiles of politeness ... and sometimes without smiles at all.
We just go. Among the people.
We are like harlequins, we change faces according to the situation and status ...
But in every fortress, there ... far behind the castle, each left its own hidden vulnerable soul ...
Evening. Lock click. The door of my fortress opened. I'm home again ... I'm me again