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Shadows
Living in the shadow
of someone else’s life
is a safe hiding place,
most of the time.
You get to observe,
detached,
no fear, no pain.
Fertile breeding ground
to create art, music, poetry...
Until the shadow turns around,
chases you down,
strips you naked in front of a
stone-casting society.
Do you stand erect
in the blinding light...
Sunday 1st March 2020 5:54 pm
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