It is a small thing
I hold it close, even so
It is dear to me
Often used for several purposes
Handled several times most days
Not seldom put into a particular slot
Admittedly with some difficulty at times
There are times I put my hand into my pocket
To seek it
Feeling in my pants to be sure it remains
Where I want it to be
For from its end does much proceed
And I am invested in that proceeding
Who can say what the thing is
Let that person say it
But think carefully on what is said
For what it is may not be what it seems
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