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• Amelia Jenkins, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2013

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My mind seems like a blank slate
Cardboard
A canvas painted over,
Concealing a wealth of opportunity
If I could only unlock the box
That holds all those
Precious treasures,
All the memories and ideas
Bursting at the seams but
Unable to be harnessed
If only I didn’t feel so distant
So out of touch
With reality
Perhaps I would be able to
Find the key and
Discover
All that I am
And all that I could possibly be.