It's ok. I'm not going to find you out.
You don't have to worry. The impression
you've made, that you love to make
that I love to get - the way I see you,
making all these days -
you're not going to slip
and give it away.
You will never betray yourself
to me. I will cover for you
every time you trip, and no one will know
but just us two. I won't even have seen
it reflect on you.
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