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Snap.

When we take photos,
we take some colour from reality.
Soon,after all the billions of photos we've taken,
bit by bit,pixel by pixel,
reality,the canvas of life will be utterly blank and desolate.

All colour will be stored in the cloud,
And we will weep and cry aloud,
for looking at life through a lens.
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