The Key

Lightening the world
Illuminating one key part
And that key
Turns the lock
Into memory
 .
Remembering
Meeting her
So long ago
Her hair
Was so bright
Her smile
So pure
 .
She passed on
The tools
Of a trade
Forgotten by
The passing of time
 .
A spinning disk
Asking
Who knew
This incredible person
Who knew
The woman
Who discovered
Imagined
The amazing
 .
All of it
Is remembered
Rediscovered
With the word of her name
Passing through the lock
Turning like a key
Into the door
That spills out

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