In secret mental spaces
Lie submerged...
Some feelings, unspoken,
Some stories, untold…
For silence, I have learned,
Is a faithful friend
And love,
The chief restraint.
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- chellsie
- "Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!" - Alice in Wonderland
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I agree! :)
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