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Matchbook Memories

I kept everything you gave me

In a small plastic container

In a bankers box

In storage

Where I visit you sometimes

Behind a steel shutter door

Padlocked and


Sometimes you’re there

Others you’re just stuff

Relics of the past

Which I’ll never destroy

Because life is very long

And even though you’ll never know

I still need you some days

On days like yesterday

To bring me back from

these Matchbook Memories

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