Key to the World
May 19, 2013
I am a key.
I am metal and cold.
I am hard and ornate.
I do not taste or see or feel.
Pockets, drawers, and key-chains.
All places that I can hide.
Locking thing up tight.
Hider of many things.
Turning.
Locking.
Keeping out.
Trapping in.
I am old.
I am new.
I keep your secrets.
I am a KEY.
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