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Don’t Ask Me My Sign. {poetry}

Don’t ask me about my sun, my moon, my stars; Don’t think they will teach you my triumphs and scars. The truth you are seeking won’t come in a word. The secrets I’m keeping will speak when I want them heard. Don’t ask me my sign -- no, don’t ask me that yet.

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