he keeps his secrets in the dark
under floorboards, loose, warped
in damp, dank cellars crawling with life
musty, stale attics, riddled with the past
behind the cupboard in the corner
stood in the same place for years?
his secrets are safe here
waiting, patiently, for him to die
so they can reveal themselves,
emerge from the darkness
and his friends and family
will finally see
who he really is…
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The Autistic FellRunner
I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site.
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That amazing. 😊
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