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[aid] => mick
[title] => Secret
[time] => 2008-05-01 09:03:01
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Trying to hide my face,
Fighting to get out of that place.
Don’t look at me.
I don’t want you to see.
I have a secret,
Something you wouldn’t get.
No, I won’t tell you.
You wouldn’t understand why I do what I do.
Don’t bother to try—
I’ll just make up some lie.
I have a dirty little secret,
But don’t fret.
Once I’m gone and dead,
It won’t matter I said.
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