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LOST MEMORIES

By Redde Michaels


Memory fades

out from behind the lens

where shutter sounds capture light

to file away for the rainy days.

 

Echoes of laughter decay

when not caught midair

they leak through my hands

sand on the wind

as I try to bottle the remains.

 

 

 

 
 

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