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Evidence of a Life
In high school, photos were taped to my bedroom wall.
They were evidence of a life,
memories of friendships found and lost.
When we made love, I thought of those faces looking on,
some approvingly.
They were evidence of a life,
memories of friendships found and lost.
When we made love, I thought of those faces looking on,
some approvingly.
Published 7th Nov 2023
Author's Note
Lately I'm obsessed with memories of early loves. A boyfriend took this photo my senior year. We thought we were in love. Now it seems so long ago.
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