What is privacy?
Is it keeping secrets from the ones you love?
What good does that do?
How can you say you love when that might just be what you are hiding?
Is privacy what sets us apart?
Are we each meant to have our own little world?
Is it so that we can have a fresh start?
What is a fresh start?
Is that what we tell ourselves to rationalize?
Or could it rightfully be when the bubble pops?
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