There’s a place where secrets live. They float. In the sky. Like thoughts. In the mind. They hide. In storms. In lightning. And thunder. In wind. And rain. In rays. Through clouds. At dawn. At dusk. Or deep – At midnight. They’re yours. Alone. Not shared. Not ever. These are not the kinds of secrets …
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