Some secrets need to be understood,
but i think that this secret should be buried forever.
the hope that is planted deep inside,
the warmth in ur palms,
is all gone with the wind.
Into the sun, and into the moon, and all the way to the universe.
You dont have to know how.
Until it turns into pieces and pieces of dust,
You cant see it.
But you can feel it.
All the worries and sins and tragedies,
Were always hidden right before you can see it,
But there's one place,
In my h e a r t .
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