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The key's ribbon.
A lock and key,
and only one belongs to me.
The box of secrets,
behind a glass wall,
begging to be opened,
determinedly closed.
The ribbon on the key,
frayed from worry,
barely holding on
to the hope of knowing
what the box holds;
its' secrets,
Finally told.
and only one belongs to me.
The box of secrets,
behind a glass wall,
begging to be opened,
determinedly closed.
The ribbon on the key,
frayed from worry,
barely holding on
to the hope of knowing
what the box holds;
its' secrets,
Finally told.
Published 20th May 2013
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