Eyes Zooming in, Zooming out;
Rolling liveliness in high definition,
Taping and preserving moments in my mind,
Until I run out of memory,
The tape will roll as long as I breathe,
As I blink the snapshots fill by veins,
With pleasing sensation I rebound,
As I speak I playback what I hear, although I enjoy translating it into my own words at times,
So until I stop breathing, and the film blacks out,
I’ll live this movie of a life, and play it back to myself…
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