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About This Poem
SHADOWS
City lights
Are growing dim
As music in the hall
Slows down.
And, lovers . . .
Holding close . . .
Dance to rhythms
Of swaying shadows
On the wall.
In the streets,
I see the lonely ones
Who stand in shadows tall
And tremble . . .
From the fear . . .
Of empty rooms
And, conversations
Not returned.
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