Some day my keepsakes will be discovered by a future kin...
the pages crisp and brown and thin.
She may have thoughts of the love of this woman and man of her past.
Her heart may smile dreamy, her heart may beat fast.
She may ponder, 'How beautiful it must have been
when she was young...way back then'.
But I hope she never has to find
the heartache I leave behind.
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