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May 2016
We all hide things,
For our own sake,
Sometimes for our own safety.

It's not disclosing the thing that hurts the most,
It's who and how it's disclosed.

I want you to know,
& I mean every word of what I say
" I'll die protecting your secret "
You opening up to me is more precious to me than any other thing existing
thehiddenwriter
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   Keith Wilson
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