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My Shadow
My Shadow…. Lost in the path of this dreadful life, thinking of years that I spent in strife; walking and thinking, what is ahead? Living with pain or dying instead. Watching my shadow crawling below; scared and dazed, with nothing to show. My shadow was darkened by the gloomy night; Walking behind me, frightened by light. He didn't know his nature was light; he taught that he was planted by night. Awaiting until dawn with the breeze to make the shadow taller than trees. Little by little, the light of time made it so shadow reaching his prime. The shadow started to sing and dance in the garden of the life romance. He was the young one, handsome and bold. Never thought there would be days of old. Dancing with the drum of joy and youth, only the time will teach us the truth. The morning turned into the mid-day sun, I was standing, but the shadow in run. He was running, and I was the chase; I couldn't keep up, and he lost the race. He was blaming me, I got too old, So much as my life, losing its gold. The sun was setting; the shadow got dim. Little by little got, pale and slim. His height and his youth vanished so soon. The sun left him and kept the moon. What will happen if the shadow is gone? Should I ever wish to see the dawn? 6/23/2016 Haloo
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