And if the light should pass
Through shutters shuttering
I shall listen to it's tales
And project it's uttering
For the gate way to me
Is wide in it's aperture
Specific are the words
Of the imagine I capture
And what a sweet release
Warmth of life, now frozen
This is the current state
A frame in time, chosen
So blinded with a flash
I steal a pose away forever
Glorify me on walls and desks
I will not lie now nor ever
And of the many many words
I give to you a thousand
A story far beyond physical
Snap a finger to you loud then
Cherish me or rip me up
I'm an art, an inspiration, a laugh
Developing to remind you all
I'm much more than photographs
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