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Come closer

what do you want to know? I’ll tell you anything —

yes, even that.

Bang on my door and I’ll open quietly

I’ve been expecting you, come in

It looks like the ending but

the bottom falls out and leaves us somewhere new

Something to taste, discover, savor.

My secrets did not start that way

but after years of pressure from within

they’ve become my pearls

They clink in my pocket

with coins and candies

and I’ll leave something sweet in the mouth

of wherever I go;

To lessen the pain swelling in this ocean of people

by reminding them that if I am not alone,

neither are you.



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