Magic pathways
Secret codes
Short story, never to be told
Futile times, keeping things hid
Remembering the name of the lid
Now where did I put it?
I know that’s what it is.
Knowing someone, somewhere
Knows what it is
Will they give you a clue?
A wink, shake or a nod?
Of course not…
There has never been dialogue
It’s a one way deal
Forget that and files are lost
Remember your password
At all costs
The End
By Samantha “unextraordinarybint” Harris 17th September 2019.
Being a paranoidly cautious type means I don’t have the same password for anything online or off. My memory is pretty good for most but occasionally, I panic as I’ve forgotten one. ..
