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Thoughts XIX

Thoughts XIX

I took a photo with a camera
One with – you know - film
and tried to find a photo lab
where it could be developed

The old man said;
     Can I help?
          Yes, I need this developed, please

He told me;
     Not a problem –
     an hour and I’ll have it
     ready, Sir,
     with ease

I returned after lunch
knowing not if it’d
turn out dark or blue

     Is it as you wished for, Sir?
The photo, darling, was
of You!
 

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