You are dark and black than what I am.
I am not your dog to just follow your path.
Sometimes I walk in front and you follow me.
Don't fight with me, My dear fool.
In darkness I will leave you, beware!
Love me or Hate me, I am your part.
You are my object and I, your image
Of your past, Your present and your future.
I whisper your story which nobody hears.
I am nearer to you than all your friends and lovers.
Walking towards light, you always find me arrive.
In your death, I die with you,
I am your shadow which never leaves you.
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