Spoken Secrets
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A spoken secret... Like that one look between two eyes, like screaming the words of your heart standing on top of a mountain with your voice echoing back, when a singer gives a song out to the world and we never know who was it about, times when you speak your heart out to someone when they've fallen asleep, the little notes you pass to each other during classes, inside jokes... And this series, is a spoken secret I'm sharing, out to the world... And maybe the muse.
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