What is kept in your attic?
Wonder about personal
history is asleep in boxes.
Dust piled up on taped over
openings, closed against prying
children, all grown up.
After death comes spring cleaning
all the secrets bandaged in bubble wrap.
When piecing together a life
where better to start than dark corners?
(c) Lauren Otheim – 2011
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Poetry of the Soul 
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Where there is light, there is also darkness.
True. A shadow is born.