There are thoughts that must remain
Within my treasure chest.
It seems they have much value,
But in dollars they are not the best.
Some where on a desert island,
I buried part of me.
I have been told by a few clever
People who know the story well.
That I should draw a map
To show where these thoughts
Are buried, but I'm not good at that.
As my mind always draws a blank.
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