behind numbers and hands i hide
a face with no expression shields me
with constant movement i am allowed to stand still
behind leather and crystal i hide
i measure not in days or hours
season now blend without markers
in seconds and in words i take stock of my life
behind gears and hands i hide
i have seen the old shields of bronze and iron
i have held swords of the same
technology has reduced both size and need
upon my wrist more protection than ever was
my tongue now sharper
i hide behind numbers and hands
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