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Weetangera
 
and all she leaves you is
her place drifting to
but when you get there
happy snaps that never were
open the door
walking in on
invisibility
 
as if a lousy photo
is not allowed to smile
at you in absence of the real
and all she leaves you
is a space to travel in
this is the last time
i will disappear here
 
a woman
who refuses
to be photographed
will inevitably, with you,
not be seen

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