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Feb 2017
To capture every memory
In picture-perfect frame
Would only fake the smiles
And immortalize the pain

Of each Kodak moment harmony
Developed in full color code
Fading black to lenses of
The default selfie-centered mode

On cameras of eternity
With narrow fields of view
Dropping photobombs upon
The panoramic few

And Snap-chatting their legacy
Until the story ends
Sharing flashes passing by
With faceless friends through hashtag trends

Unfiltered in their apathy
So ugly in their vanity
Or maybe I just see the world
Through different red-eyed sanity
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
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