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Box of You
by Michael Channing
ticket stubs
a pack of seeds
a broken shell
a rush cd
not much here to hold
too much to let go
a bottle of rain
that fell the day you left
a picture of you
taken before i arrived
postcards from another life
too weak to survive
in the space beneath my bed
i hoard our history
this box of you is all that's left of me
bottle caps
a birthday card
a painted rock
you placed in the yard
nothing i need to keep
nothing i’m willing to leave
a candle we burned
our first night in the house
the plastic glasses we raised
every new year’s eve
promises from another life
i’d still like to believe
in the space beneath my bed
i hoard our history
this box of you is all that’s left of me
I Hear the Echoes
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