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She handed me a small box old, yet still neat; what a find
The seventies faces staring back reminded me of better times

Time to play, summers visiting grandparents and hope
The future will be amazing; just stay away from dope

Walking around in the woods up and down the hills
Time has a way of being ok then not; conflicting wills

Conflicting emotions cross my face.... should I let the box go
Or see if another day will be remembered inside that paper doll box so

I hide the box on my shelf now I look at the date and 1974 I see 
I can't let go of that little girl; you see it would be letting go of me

Emotions run wild pensiveness, regret and saving grace
Happiness to see a friendly face and time travel to another place
 
Rummage sale keeper you are my friend
Tomorrow's memories you can lend

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