Poem: Hidden Notes

I hide notes spontaneously.
Beneath beds, under cardboard,
In journals and blogs,
Secrets that only I will know.

They fester, spawn, expand, engulf
My mind until I write, scribble, drawl,
The hidden note and let my mind escape

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