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Shadow
There's something now that no one knows,
That never seems to mind me
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
The shadows lie soft on the grass,
Days without shadow are days without sun.
Clear shadows whirl and flit.
As I think of it
As the colorless daylight fades away
And the starless night draws nigh,
So often you vanish in the dark,
my fair weathered friend.

Although it is there where
I require you the most,
my own shadow,
no difference between me and lightlessness.
you're my secret keeper without any questions
you're my emotional supporter


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