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May 2013
i took pictures of you at twilight.
three different cameras,
with one exposure left.
i felt secure,
with no battery life left for flash,
i could remember you
through half open eyelids.
i found myself in silent weeps,
after each advancement of the roll.
i knew that those pictures
would never develop.
all along, i knew
i was only capable of remembering you in the sunlight.
casper elliott owens
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