Different somehow

I have found a way that makes it possible. The hook on the wall captures your attention just long enough to distract your attention inwards. I am not in need. The secrets are not knocking at my door because they have been allowed a place to sit on my mantle piece. I am sleeping soundly. all the nights are long but warm with this knowing. I am in the knowing and it tastes sweet to know you are in on it too. We have our secrets in a way the others don't. I am holding you in mind when I think, It is often I think of you but in a way that is different somehow. I am feeling the breeze on my skin as I sit outdoors and welcome the dawn. I welcome you in and welcome you out.

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