My camera
My camera sees all beauty
My camera sees innocence
My camera sees destruction
My camera is my third eye
I wish I could see with such clarity
I wish to have a crisp picture in my memory
I wish to convey beauty so clearly
I wish to show the innocence of humanity
My camera allows my artistic ability to blossom
My camera allows me to capture moments
My camera allows me to remember
My camera allows me to express myself
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