Photographs and negatives.

When the dry leaves danced in your boulevard
And the wind brushed past your face;
When you forgot to remember black and white
 unborn negatives from the past
And a tear of bliss failed to role down your face;
I was battling the lashes of rain.
The merciless brought with it photographs
And film reels that were never developed.
I shed a tear
Remembered you all along.

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