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Mar 2021
My evening walk,
      I am walking east
        as the sun falls
       below the horizon
          behind me

           I notice
              my shadow
          casting out directly
               in front of me
          and it nearly
            makes me cry

            I think to myself ;

              this earth nearly
            lost this man's
               shadow
               last year....
               last year
                  in July
declared dead 3 times July 13th in the wee hours of the morning
TheConcretePoet
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   CarolineSD
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