Who sorts the thoughts

Who sorts the thoughts within my mind,
decides what shall be seen,
keeps index cards on ancient files
of all I've ever been?

Each thought, each moment,
neatly shelved; not seen but always known,
sometimes re-read, when mind decides,
just what I should be shown.

This master-keeper of my mind,
works long and silent hours;
cross-reference, delete and date,
to study, sort and file.

This is the key, the only guide
to all I've ever been
and holds close-tight the evidence,
of the eternal me.

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