Lost and Found or Not
All the things I've tossed away
Careless vicious afraid, most forgotten.
A photo quirk of memory recalls
Oh what ever happened to...
But a few choice items hurt
a book
a scissor
a hammer
smell of turpentine sawdust linen rags brings it back
You'd give me wooden chests tables a desk for my precious
I give you words
We wear scraps
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