here I am
we are
each of us our own
nobody knows us. really.
buried secrets.
and longings undiscovered.
things inside that no-one will ever
ever know.
life keeps living, you and I together.
and yet, we're our own.
some things we'll never share and wish we had
when it's all burned away
we'll never be totally out;
completely stark and real.
a little of us is caught inside:
oh, the curse is strong.
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