coded language

because I’m afraid

to reveal too much

vague stanzas

yet oddly specific

open to interpretation

but closed off from direct meaning

who’s to say

what true authenticity really is

secrets behind the words

that are revealed

to no one

what sort of life would we live

in a world empty of secrets

inability to lie

would we accept each other

for the mistakes we’ve all made

and questionable actions we’ve committed?

do we accept ourselves?

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