I am steps behind
you
In the rhythm of the
street
I am voices in your
head
restraining you from
sleep
I am shadow on your
walls
and soft touch in your
dreams
Watching you, I am
eyeballs
and your mute
screams
I don't know your
name
You can't see my
face
I exist next to
you
in our wild goose
chase
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