For a split second everything goes dark when I put
you on. You fold my ears inward but then pop them back to normal causing momentary
deafness. Even though sounds are able to pass freely through you, you make it
seem like there is nothing there but the voice of the quarterback. The grated
front seems like vision is impaired, but it is like it is not even there. Your
padding protects my memories and abilities from the enemy of that day. The
blank space on the outside like a canvas ready to be painted by the artist with
decals and battle scars. I am glad someone made you to do what seems unnecessary
to some but a savior to most.
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