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Strangers In A Box
In pursuit of happiness I searched among the rust,
And opened the box covered in rust.
Brain turned to mush, fingers arthritic,
And my skipping heart became septic.
Nostalgia, with a pinch of sadness, took over my senses,
Still I held the forgotten treasures at my own expenses.
Tattered around the edges, faded now with time,
The box contained the photographs
Of the time when our lives used to rhyme.
Memories from yesterday
Photos taken through the years,
Lovingly preserved to share the laughter and the tears.
A plaintive cry, but not the last,