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APOCALYPSE POETRY : SHADOW


My shadow follows,
like a portal to the other side
where its dark and you are dreaming.

I walk, looking into my shadow,
watching over your dreams.
I sigh, touching my shadow,
as if touching you in your parallel night.

And when the moon kisses the sun,
my shadow disappears to be with you,
where your portal opens into the galaxy
I dream of you in.

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