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My Camera

I'm sitting and thinking of the past and I'm sad Not due to the situations but because the quality is bad I've always had problems with this faulty camera in my mind The images get fuzzier the more I try and find I've taken it apart, I've tried cleaning the lens But the pictures sit around and become blurry again The longer they've been sitting there the blurrier they are Some of my dearest memories are the blurriest by far I know we all may have this problem, that's why we all should care Because clear and lasting memories are oh so very rare

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Date: 3/13/2021 8:20:00 AM
A common problem!
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