The things we don't acknowledge to even our closest compatriots, are they things of which we are not aware ourselves, or do we withhold them in self defense? Once spoken, they cannot be returned to the vault, and some things are either too precious, or too likely to inspire revulsion or mockery to take the chance.
But who are we kidding anyway? I am like you, and you are like me. The things I carry are not so different from those that you hold in your heart. Still, I cannot.
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