Little Tin Box

Trinkets collected
In distant lands
Connect me to my past:
The holidays and the highlights,
To promise me
That one day I shall return;
Some people
Would throw you away
But not I,
Who can read the story
Of my life
On tattered entrance tickets
And cheap souvenirs

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