together

Come with me, take a tour, 
in silence, it seems. 
The labels I can't see 
are the pressures we leave. 

The innocence we desire 
lies hidden out there,
with a hug and a kiss 
from the truth of a dare. 

From the giggles of heartbreak 
and the hands that we hold, 
from the secrets we keep 
and the ones that are told. 

My friend, my friend, 
follow me there, 
to the world so apparent, 
to the question of where. 

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