There are so many keys

That are scattered all about,

Some are hidden, some I’ll give you

And some you’ll never find out.


They are the keys to my body

Heart, mind, and soul,

Opening locks to my past, present, future

Some new, and old.


I have locks to protect me

For my body is so broken,

My keys are the answers

To many things I’ve never spoken.


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