My Mind Is A Museum Poem by Melanie Emikohe
My Mind Is A Museum
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My mind is a museum (of secrets)
that harbors and won't disclose;
sometimes, gives up a tale or two,
banks its load to those trusted.
But this mind cannot surrender
everything it keeps, though hefty.
In its intimate talk, overheard,
(scheming to get away from God) .
Sunday, September 17, 2006
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4/26/2024 6:44:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
you edited it. with the (parenthetical devices) . Enhances the write - in this case. care, Sus.