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Sep 24
Did you think that I had
  forgotten and did not know
Did you think I had forgotten
  the knowing in my soul
Was anyone told or was it just
  your secret and mine?

I must believe that you believed
  that you were doing the right thing
But when the truth is buried
  one must dig themselves out of a grave

You then live a lifetime
  deprived of oxygen and light

Others thinking you are strange
  you are different a blight
Not understanding how
but knowing they are right

Was anyone told or was it just
  your secret and mine?

        — Magi
Written by
Magi Candelaria  63/Other/United States
(63/Other/United States)   
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   Sam S
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