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6 years ago

Poem: Photo Album

Flipping through a photo album,

I watch myself flying through ages

As I flick through its glossy pages.

Sometimes your face passes me by,

Only to stay behind as a buried memory

On that wobbly paper, beside an old me.

This new me turns away from the glint

As lamp light catches your photographed eye.

My hand closes the book, as if to say goodbye.

j.p


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