Burning Secrets?
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When writing
Thou,
Oh, Poetry,
Princess, residing
In the clouds,
Do our hidden
Secrets
And Frustration
Come out?
Our true feelings
Once hidden
And full of doubts,
Do our sensitive
Hearts,
Feel really free
To speak,
The Truth, our hearts
Have hidden,
In our personal
Secret armored
Booths,
So afraid to cut
All secret strings,
Totally lose...
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