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Felt and Filmed



Some people say that life is more beautiful without cameras; ‎

Life is more real behind it; ‎

That life, is not what we captured, but what we felt. ‎

But real life is honestly its entirety. ‎


‎Recorded laughs and cries,

‎Randoms and skies, ‎

Moments we try to keep and remember the longest time, ‎

And perhaps, not wanting them to slide. ‎


‎Not just only the memories; the people as well. ‎

People that offered hands and hugs; ‎

Handkerchieves or glasses of water.

‎The events that they made life, lifer. ‎ ‎


Life behind the cameras may mostly be my favorites ‎

And life being filmed will be the proof why they are my favorites. ‎

Captured or not, real life is the entirety of it,

‎Nothing's more real and nothing's lesser. ‎ ‎


For we all know that one day, ‎

We'll forever be thankful for that life that was felt and filmed

‎Because that could also only be the life

That we could be left behind, one day. ‎



‎[07182025]

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