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61 Behind My Camera They stand at attention in front of flags; I scurry about, reserves films in my bags. They honour the dead with a minute of silence; To capture the moment, I fidget without pretence. They discard body parts in their quest for shelter; A new arm, my camera, I edge towards danger. I rewind the past to enrich the present. I eternise history: Mandela is President. I grab time and bid it stand still. I clutch age and pin it down at will. I ignite desire in lonely hearts of love. I’m memory! I’m evidence! I’m love! But obsession with my passion carries a sentence: Any moment be honoured with a minute of silence. 04/02/07 ...

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