Secrets

Secrets never stay secret forever. 
One day, 

the cat will wriggle out of the bag,

the bird will fly the cage, 
Loose lips sink ships

but you can’t sink a ship that had never been afloat.
Trying to make secrets, especially those of the type I’ve had to have sewn shut (metaphorically and literally), seem beautiful, mysterious, elegant and somehow magical:

The magic is breaking the silence. Like the seal on an envelope. Or the ribbon on your birthday present.

Don’t let secrets stay hidden. It only causes more suffering, more secrets and more pain.

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