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Privacy


Locked doors and windows, mind and soul.

They want everything, nothing left unknown.

No one understands my secrets are my own.

They watch my every move, and

Record what I say,

Limit my exposure, 

I'm fading away.

My life is not my own 

They know every little detail

I have but one wish that I hope they will hear.

Privacy to win, privacy to fail it doesn't matter so long as it's

everything privacy entails.

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Trinity Eriksen-Miller

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