Secrets in the meadow, Promises on the beach. (A ballad)

Memory stalks me. A secret festers within, And the burden of silence weighs heavy. But some promises cannot be broken, And some secrets must be….

Secrets in the meadow, Promises on the beach. (A ballad)

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