" A Keeper of Secrets"
I hold stories
Too heavy for daylight
And too sacred for the careless
Hands.
Some cut.
Some heal.
Some stay buried
I'm not quite-
I'm chosen
Shadow remembers,
Soul decides.
I keep what must be kept,
A guardian of bone-deep
Truth
And the lessons that live
Beneath it.
Every secret I carry
Is a warning,
A witness,
A map.
Keeper of Secrets.
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