VHS tapes. Timestamps.
Old footage. New smiles.
Old cars. More miles.
New styles. Old fashion.
New years. Old days.
Old views. New plays.
The VHS player
is a time machine,
and the tapes help
me escape. Years ago,
I wanted to grow
– get old. I was young.
Now, I got what
I wanted. I am older.
I put in an old tape.
I rewind it. I remind
myself of who I was
as I press play and
get lost in an old day.

😂😂
You weren’t one of the unlucky ones who bought the Beta format then?
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Fortunately, no lol!
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Good!
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