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high up in the sky
beautiful patches
of the night time
followed wherever I went.
The street was crowded
with rustic leaves
and howling winds.
Scattered around
were a zillion voices
faces with fables galore.
There wasn’t a soul in sight
except myself
and my shadow behind.
Together we explored
every nook and cranny
happily thinking
I could never have a better company
until the dark gathered around
and the first to vanish
was my treacherous shadow
quick on its heels.
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Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 5:55 AM UTC
🌹 🌹 🌹 🌹 🌹 🌹
high up in the sky
beautiful patches
of the night time
followed wherever I went.
The street was crowded
with rustic leaves
and howling winds.
Scattered around
were a zillion voices
faces with fables galore.
There wasn’t a soul in sight
except myself
and my shadow behind.
Together we explored
every nook and cranny
happily thinking
I could never have a better company
until the dark gathered around
and the first to vanish
was my treacherous shadow
quick on its heels.
🌹 🌹 🌹 🌹 🌹 🌹
#badbookthiefpoetry
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