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Guard your secrets well
Build up your house of cards
Hide behind your cryptic lines of text and metaphor
Each omission further complicating your story
Already such a mess that you never know where to begin
You struggle, juggle the ups and downs
Tabs on permissions granted and access denied
From calm to hysterical stagnant to full throttle
At the drop of a misplaced thought
All the while it the thought never occurs
That the only person who can't handle your secrets
Is you.