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Photo Book
A warm breeze kisses my cheek
and there is nothing else in between
these atoms and me
no follower counts or blinking ads
just a deep breath in
where the scents of walnuts and oranges intermingle in my lungs
sitting on the rusty garden fence
to watch the sun close its eyes
a simpler time
full of the most complex and joyous memories slowly fading
like the colors of a toy left in the sun
grasping the photo books of our past
the corners leaving paper cuts in the hands of our future
© NorMel
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