My Shell

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A safe place my shell.
Can't touch me, can't hurt me.
An outer case, unbreakable,
A fortress for emotions.
I hide within, alone.

A carapace of will,
To keep the truth concealed,
To keep the world from interfering,
And protect the softer parts.

A fence, a wall, a shield
Conceals the fleshiness of hopes and dreams
And fears and loves and needs.
Sheltered, unexposed, secure.

A harbour for my inmost self,
Never freed perhaps, but never harmed.
Unexpressed, but never mocked.
Unable to grow, but undiminished.

A safe place, my shell.


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