Memories.
All items hold a memory, no matter how small.
Images that fill the treasury, tears of an emotional waterfall.
All connected in a colorful strand,
Everything has captured memories of sand.
Some fall through the gap, others only move about
Those kept are movies we can tap, often short and stout.
Though not everyone's key unlocked the same door,
But once opened, we see what's in store.
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