Life, much beyond

I have this habit of neatly stacking into files and boxes every relevant piece of paper. The entire afternoon has been devoted to filling up the Term-III and Summer Internship boxes.
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In myriad hue boxes,
moments of life lay captured.
From instant to instant,
from box to box,
from memory to memory,
the ebb and flow of a life.
What thread runs through the boxes many?
What holds a life together?
Life, a succession of moments;
yet much beyond those moments capture,
much beyond those boxes store,
much beyond...much beyond...