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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