Remembering Dex
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Everyone has their secrets. Lord knows I have mine. Secrets can be a blessing sometimes, they protect the people we love. Secrets can also be a curse, for they destroy the trust that two or more people share. Are secrets more dangerous than a facade, or are they just as dangerous as the chaos the truth will bring? Don't ask me, I wouldn't know. Do you?
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