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Stories I could tell Secrets I could share Would shame the hearts of many Gossiping words Sordid affairs I am blessed to hear plenty One never knows What secrets revealed When thoughts of one receiving This is a life So many would covet So many will never see Tales of the rich Scheming and trades Loss of love and grievance What many will do At the price of a dime Would shatter the hearts of millions Yet I will never share Words received in my care Entrusted but never forgotten My lot in this life To carry the strife Words of the smitten So this is my job Believe it or not Secrets safe with me There is no one to share The tales that I hear This life is haunting me Until I run out of storage and life Rely solely in my favor The life of a phone One hell of a load Who says that jobs are easy