As the sun turns bright yellow
I Stare out the window
The only thing I see is my shadow
My shadow appears to be wavint
But i'm not even moving
What is it trying to say
That my life would end one day
I don't think so
How am i suppose to know
My shadow just stands and stares
Am i suppose to be scared
I laugh with no fear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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