I always choose my words carefully Even more so as you listen to me But somehow silently now suddenly I see my secrets have drifted out to sea. As a witness now my thoughts unfurl My secret privacies untangle and uncurl Confidences once kept in fear by me Now freed soar high above the sea. And because you listened to me My silent secrets once solitary Are calling and beckoning to me As they climb beyond the sky and sea. But I realise now that previously, All else I I kept hidden and close to me. And now I've told you we both can see, Yet another secret has drifted out to sea. So dimly I discern Perhaps there might be A sanctuary of safety For me and my secrets by the sea.
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