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looking at shadows. We need to start looking ahead. Am I in front of you are you in front of me or are we but shadows from the past ghosts from another world? Shadows cloud your vision I need to see clearly! |
in the shadow Sun-beams playing between the brown autumn leaves. Head bowed footsteps coming closer could it be...? Surely it must be him. I raise my head to look up at the wonder but it's gone swept away by a silent breeze. Right then and there I realize that it's not meant to be at all. |
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