I walked down the empty streets
I was alone
all alone.
life is a shadow of ones own
there will be one shadow behind
may be beside
life is a play
a play with lots of players
me, you and everyone
plays their own roles
one may not care about his neighbour
he never trust his own shadow,
not even his shadow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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