Landscape

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I stare with intent at the photograph.
In it I am stood against a mighty hill.
A child all alone.
But I cant be
Because the photographer is there.
Except I don’t know them,
Never have.
I don’t know what happened to them.
And wonder if they know what
Became of me.
I am alone.
Except I am not.
There is a photographer
And there is hope.

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