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Pierrot and His Shadow

Today too, as usual, 
the curtain is up though the stage is run-down 
it’s the only and most precious stage available for Pierrot 
to perform his act.

When he glanced through the box from the stage
he found it was emptied though one seat was occupied
the occupant was no one but his other self.

Regardless of the poor performance
the audience who always watches his act on his side 
was his other self, he was his shadow that moves along with him.

Occasionally, after a little bit of a quarrel between them
the shadow leaves Pierrot, but the shadow always comes back to him.

For the shadow is there
it enables Pierrot to perform today’s skit to stage alive,
that’s why when dusk falls and the shadow returns to throw himself
in Pierrot’s arms, he welcomes the other self with a smile because 
he cannot abandon his own shadow for any reason.

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