When I think of what I want to say
It drifts, skitters, slides away
I can't remember where I started
The trials of the day
It's vital when it comes to mind
It has to be set free
It must be said be shared be told
The secrets live in me
I feel I must shout out the tale
The message comes alive
Then in a moment...it's all gone
Just tatters to survive
I gather all my courage
Surely this will be the day
I'll say it all, it all comes clear
Before I fade away
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