my shadow
My shadow,
it keeps cold.
It keeps me
very warm.
It keeps me
all alone,
unless
I want to be torn.
It doesn't run
like the others do.
My shadow,
lurks above me,
an empty face
to my empty soul.
The darkest lights
dance over grounds
that are otherwise
shadowed by a tree
and great mountains.
The ground,
which is now
shadowed by me.
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