Sepia whispers curl at the corners
memories pressed between pages
faces frozen in silent moments
half-forgotten, yet somehow alive
Dust drifts across forgotten smiles
generations stacked in cardboard boxes
time folding softly between shadows
Sepia whispers curl at the corners
memories pressed between pages
faces frozen in silent moments
half-forgotten, yet somehow alive
Dust drifts across forgotten smiles
generations stacked in cardboard boxes
time folding softly between shadows