Time and time again,
I need a place to hide my secrets.
On others I must depend,
my secrets to defend,
and help me keep them hidden.
To hold my tongue,
from words untold.
Dreams I dream,
and how they unfold.
How long will it take,
for my memory is great,
to forget?
I do not know yet.
But I do know,
time and time again,
I will remember my secrets.
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