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They say that photographs preserve memories to tell a story of the lives that you see.

But there will be no one else for you and I to blame when all our memories go up in flames.

You’re always telling me to simplify. So I’m going to burn all the pictures of you and I.

Except for this one, this one by the lake, our lips locked, sealed in fate. Except for this one, there will no longer be any evidence that we ever existed.

The pictures are clear.

It seems so strange to watch it all melt away, but it’s the only way to free us both from the shame.



© Michael Salamone      –      Salatone Recordings      –      Michael Salamone Publishing

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