Sepia edges curl and bend
Faces frozen mid-laugh, mid-breath
Strangers who are somehow familiar
Ghosts pressed between paper memories
Their clothing whispers decades
Their eyes hold secrets I'll never know
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Sepia edges curl and bend
Faces frozen mid-laugh, mid-breath
Strangers who are somehow familiar
Ghosts pressed between paper memories
Their clothing whispers decades
Their eyes hold secrets I'll never know