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Written September 22, 2014 

I travel through time wrapped in an invisible cocoon,

my invisible armour wherein I feel safe

from the corrosion of the world.

I fend off the pretexts of those

who claim themselves allies,

wolves in sheep clothing.

Invisibly, I circumvent the murkiness

of everyday life.

Looking forward while glancing back

to be safe…

and to slowly loosen this invisible armour.

Until one day, the armour,

this cocoon are no longer needed.

Complete metamorphosis.