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I wave my arms and leap in hyperactive reaction to any catalytic focus, that cloaks the manic inspiration of my heart - starting its own trail of irreverent merriment. My very absence intrudes on their presence; when I'm gone, their conversation demands my recall; my all was given, and they want it implanted back in their midst; rid of me, (missing me,) they eagerly await my return. I burn my imprint on the memories of everyone I meet - the complete society, right across its segments - they beg my participation in the ritual daily play, for the contributions I make - in levity.      They turn and smile no matter where I go -      like sunlight for a plant, it makes me grow!