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In the Closet
Through the kitchen, down the hall, in the last room on the left. There's a box in the closet. Small and square, behind some sweaters. Safe in a quiet place, yet always on my mind...
More than just a trinket, it's like an amulet
For when I hold it in my hands, my head and heart forget.
A talisman of testimony, to what was once so true
This tiny little object that makes me think of...
Sunday 14th April 2019 10:28 pm
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