Sepia-tinted edges curl and bend
Faces frozen in their quiet moment
Strangers now, yet somehow familiar
Ghosts of seconds long since passed
Creased paper holding whispers
Of lives I'll never truly know
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Sepia-tinted edges curl and bend
Faces frozen in their quiet moment
Strangers now, yet somehow familiar
Ghosts of seconds long since passed
Creased paper holding whispers
Of lives I'll never truly know