Pose for the Pic

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"Hurry hurry, it's almost time for pictures"

People gathered together like a scripture

Mashed tightly, everyone snickers,

"Smile" as they do, their voice joyed whispers

The touch of the skin, breathing, sound loud.

Linked hands, ringing and dizzied, smilies allowed,

The patience to stillness— was a facade

And all they could do was smile and nod.

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