The box in the attic
filled with secrets,never told
slowly opened
stories unfold
remnants of love lost, and bitter times, happiness and ancient lies
Pictures with smiling faces, but empty lifeless eyes
A mask in the bottom with a smile on its lips and a look of hope on its
face
Startled she awakens...only to find herself in a different place....a
place of worries, a place of pain and so many things to hide....a place so
very unlike the attic in her mind.

 
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