Found forgotten in a Box, Crowded like Siblings
Twenty-Six faces of toy soldiers
Lead laden, scattered rows
Low laying—punctuated
Hold the key to all I know.
Forgotten industrial children
So tediously inked.
Each piece of my unwritten vows,
Priced steeply, my regret.
I purchased every one of them,
I could not break the set.
–ECW
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