Secrets
You hear them, you get told them, they get out every has one, yet never one to tell I hate secrets they never last. They get spread, turned, and mash Secrets turn to rumors those turn to gossip then it's not a secret. I've been told so many but never knowing one. I heard one, got told one, I got one out. so many secrets yet not one to tell I hate secrets can't you tell
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