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I often wonder about the shadows
That follow us wherever we go
They appear when the light is burning brightest.
And fade when the sun has ceased to shine.
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Rain pitter-patters on my window pane
Collecting on the glass in sad designs
I sit inside next to my blazing fire
My glass eyes staring straight through the flame
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The feeling of a mother's hand, gently brushing against your cheek as you lie in a field of rain. The coarse softness of her fingers as they slide down the flesh of your face, smoothing your features and carving a path towards the universe of light that slides through your vision as you shut your eyes and weep silently into her shoulder. “It's over, ” she whispers gently into your ear. “It's over.”

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Shadows

I often wonder about the shadows
That follow us wherever we go
They appear when the light is burning brightest.
And fade when the sun has ceased to shine.

When we are born,
Our shadow leaps forth.
And it follows us
Till our heart ceases to beat.
Sometimes in life,
It is all that we have.
Often, it seems steady,
A friend one can lean on,
But when we trip and fall,
It does not catch our form.
It lets us go on
Till we smash to the ground.

When a man laughs,
His shadow does to
Silhouetting his happy form.
When a man cries
His shadow does to,
Reflecting his sadness
And the tears like rain.
When a man is asleep,
And his mind dreams musically,
Our shadows are gone.
They cease to exist
As long as we sleep
For a shadow cannot be
When we are dreaming good dreams.
Can it?

I often wonder about the shadows
That follow us wherever we go
They appear when the light is burning brightest.
And fade when the sun has ceased to shine.

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