Camera Poem by Adam Harding
Camera
We live in a digital age, where nothing is as blurry as the past,
but things could always be clearer.
I still see pixels, there are still errors.
But I don't seem to mind, as technology prints my self-portrait from
the mirror.
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4/19/2024 12:17:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice poem, technology keeps on improving, now there is retina display, so we are already saying bye to pixels