someone's treasure chest unlocked,
are colouring my rainbow now.
Courted in prisms here and there,
their love requited, and taken home.
Donated by a multitude of people,
their secret places raided
for all their precious blings.
A culture carefully curated,
a society of things.
The sum of more than its parts.
Isn't that what they say?
Well my culture of artefacts
is growing by the day.
For I am, it is true to say,
a charity shop vulture,
soaring in my way.
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