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WE make
ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease
and flout,
But oh, the agitated heart
Till someone
find us really out.
'Tis pity if the case require
(Or so we say) that in the end
We speak the literal
to inspire
The understanding of a friend.
But so
with all, from babes that play
At hide-and-seek to
God afar,
So all who hide too well away
Must speak
and tell us where they are.
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