Shadows
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Following wherever I go;
I'm tethered to a shaded form,
with its fluid, ebony flow.
Following wherever I go
I get mirrored by my shadow;
something that's neither cold nor warm.
Following wherever I go;
I'm tethered to a shaded form.
Following wherever I go,
I get mirrored by my shadow
with its fluid, ebony flow.
I'm tethered to a shaded form,
something that's neither cold nor warm,
and yet, such shadows are the norm.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2023
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