Secrets

Some people keep secrets like they’re going out of style,
Like they’re a form of currency,
And if they don’t have enough they’ll go broke.
And others, well, they give them out to any ears willing to listen,
Like charity clothes given to a Goodwill by the woman with the endless walk-in
closet.

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