Memory Of N73 Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

Memory Of N73

The plastic shell, a weight within the hand,
A silver trim against the darker gray,
A relic now, across the digital sand,
Where faster streams have swept the past away.
The Carl Zeiss lens, a boast in yesterday,
Could capture moments, though they seem grainy,
A window small to worlds we'd then study.

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Bernard F. Asuncion

Bernard F. Asuncion

Subic, Philippines
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