A used old shoe box
As big as can be
Holds everything
Known about me
Things from my present
Signs from my past
Thoughts for my future
Sealed in at last
My not so secrets
As soon as formed
Fresh out of my head
In a box so worn
They lay for a while
Safe are they not
They lay there forever
In my old shoe box
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