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sweet secrets
and i left my soul behind,
as secrets hide in the sand,
for all kinds of feet to walk on,
unnoticed by blind eyes,
yet still they feel the pressure,
of the weight on their shoulders,
i am a secret of my own body,
i have never seen it entirely,
all i saw has been a reflection,
of who i was,
look at me,
for you can see,
even the tangled thoughts in my hips,
touch them and make them free,
they are afraid,
but not of you,
but of me.
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