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Our moments

Our moments are not on instagram
Our moments are not pinned on imaginary boards like imaginary butterflies,
lifeless simulacra of life

not posted nor reposted
but they live in the space between updates
unsaved and untagged

Our moments are on film
They come to life in the dark,
grasped between fingers, easily lost or spoiled
but held tightly, like some precious thing
which exists only once,
disappears,
and leaves no trace

1 reply on “Our moments”

I am so touched by this … I can feel how much this is true and how much we are missing by trying to make our lives full on the internet when it could be at its best outside…

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