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The Key
A copper latch
A wooden door
A wreath above
A welcome mat
Locked to all....the lie we trash
For to get through a key must pass
Our precious lives
Our favorite things
Our secrets kept
Our families
Truth be known....truth be shared
Truth, is everyone's too damn scared!
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