A Being
True, one night
I saw a shing being
up, there in sparkle
winkling at me
as my joy lit
thoght he stay with me
when the morning came
i see all cloudy blue
True, one day
i saw a shadow being
walking with me
his step were echoesd of my steps
bending bowing he was
when night came
i see all darky mood
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