From all the away across the seas in front of a camera in the middle of a faraway land
I stood and smiled
Alone at the time but maybe not quite
For little miracles where happening and the picture stood still
Of my face
Little did I know what that picture would mean
The meaning of the end of something that has happened and no more is it happening now
And then the picture flew back with me and went to others moving into them and their hearts
And their phones too
Meaning a lot and being there for Avery long time
Until one day
The picture got lost and was erased
By the future
For no picture can stand such turmoil
No happy smile can stand such sorrow
No shiny but simple necklace can be beautiful purchased from Khartoum worn in San Antonio taken around in the pockets everywhere and finally thrown to the rubbish of bitterness
It deletes itself
Shadows away like those pictures they put of dead people and they right the years of living and dying
That is what that picture stands for
When I took it
Living and dying
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