Memory Box
A box of memories under my bed
A list of what’s inside still in my head
And every now and then late in the night
I bring its contents out into the light
I keep this thing so I recall my tears
I keep that one to overcome my fears
This one shows me just how far I have come
That one’s a reminder I am not done
A quick look might turn into hours passed
I contemplate how time goes by so fast
Then I move on from old into the new
I close the box and hide it from my view
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