I was caught a little by surprise,
just a little,
when your voice slipped through the cracks of morning,
and found its way to the other end of the phone.
Hoarse, and a little like hope,
just a little,
you said grand things from a safe place somewhere far away, and I smiled,
because I knew the lie for a lie,
and I smiled,
just a little,
and kept your secret, safe;
revenge for the precious things of mine
that you had not known how to treasure.
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