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About This Poem
The Journal
The secrets of your heart,
and the thoughts of your mind.
Your desires you impart,
your emotions are defined.
The details of your life,
annotated with your pen.
Both happiness and strife,
told to your one true friend.
The sands of time may pass,
memories may become
clouded.
As you look in the hourglass,
to the secrets now un-
shrouded.
The record of your thoughts
eternal,
preserved forever in the
journal.
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