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I have a draw full of pictures.
They're from a life long of memories.
It's a story but - just in a mixture.
And in this draw,
even though it's so full and hard to close,
every once in a while, I just add more.
Then one day they all fell to the floor.
Scattered in no particular order.
There I saw my life, looking up at me.
I stared awhile till' they became a blur.
Some made me laugh, some made me cry
and some I just wanted to ignore.
So I picked them up one by one from
off the floor and gently
put my memories back in their draw.