My Shadow

My shadow walks beside me

I do wish it could talk

Could tell me how it feels

And other tales to shock

But it is a silent friend

Has all the secrets on lock

It sometimes stretches ahead of me

At other times it is short

At times it disappears

To reappear at will

I wonder how it does it all

To know it will be a thrill




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