Mystic Shadow - Poem by Stephen Crane
Mystic shadow, bending near me,
Who art thou?
Whence come ye?
And -- tell me -- is it fair
Or is the truth bitter as eaten fire?
Fear not that I should quaver.
For I dare -- I dare.
Then, tell me!
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