Real Talk

I capture memories
 with a Camara 
 I write my words
 so there not only heard.
I close my eyes at night 
for they need rest.
I don't waste time 
showing off my best 
I tell my story 
So they can learn.
From the best .
Can u guess
 what may come 
         next .
      Real talk.
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