Excerpt from the poem "Confidential Letter"
So here it all is, with all my faults and each failure;
Putting it in this self-sealing bubble-wrap mailer.
I’m addressing it to you, and it’s only for your eyes;
Knowing the content inside could bring my demise.
I trust you fully; I see the compassion on your face;
It’s others I don’t trust… that’s why it’s now in the fire place.
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