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Doesn't it seem
you could whisper secrets
into the night,
blow them into flames,
so your voice would float up as smoke
taking refuge among stars
in a moonless time of night
and all your broken promises
would stop haunting you-
stop whispering, teasing, crying-
because you have been healed
with this remedy of
letting things go
and giving them a new life
in the place of dreams.



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