I have a secret of heavy mountains,
And swinging secrets.
I have empty eyes,
Eyes full of lies.
And, your name is a home,
Your name is a secret.
The lighthouse is a voice,
not an end.
The waves are the shores,
Not an edge.
And, your lies are mine,
Mine! Here and there,
And everywhere.
Your heart is to yourself,
And, mine is yours,
And, everything we live is behind closed doors,
Behind closed walls,
Behind closed hearts
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