the old cellar

Paper planes,Paper boats.
Rainy season,Summer vacations.
Teddy bears,fairy tales,
sandcastles,school bags.

A box filled with memories,
A photograph capturing momentary forever living moments.

Oh! How it kills me now,
As I lock the old cellar.

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