Moments of Clarity are Surprisingly Deceiving

Lately, I have been wondering what
The difference between a photo and a
Memory is. One would
Think that a photo is more
Just, but upon inspection
You will begin to realize its
Vulnerabilities. A memory you will
Not be able to recall in its full detail and a
Beautiful scene will only be captured in how many
Pixels the camera will allow it. Not so
Simple, is it now? So
You might point out a photo's shareability, but
I believe a scene so vividly described to someone can count as a polaroid
In one's memory book, as even a photo may
Lie to your own senses (with its obligatory distortions). So
Then, is the only real form of visual truth through one's eye? Or
Shall I start this conversation over again?