Luggage

In my youth
I found a little wallet
And I put my fear inside it
And hid it in my heart
Watered with my tears it grew
Through purse to samsonite
Until like Thurston Howell’s wallet
I can no longer carry it
so full of unfelt emotions
I cannot let go
And fall away from it
(Though I did see that)
The only way to go
Is in

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