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Aug 2011
a man danced with his shadows
on a bright and sunny day
the expression he wore was sallow
cause he couldn’t find his way
so he followed his ground-bound friend
and circles defined his trail
he found his steps at the very end
and thought that he had failed
he cursed and burst and through a fit
deeming the day a waste
but then the answer seemed to hit
and a smile crept cross his face
he figured out the reason
that his path had been so hollow
it had nothing to do with season
but who he’d chosen to follow
so now he’s changed his ways
and thus left behind his fright
he works and sings and plays all day
but he dances only at night
and instead of walking round the ground
that never takes him far
he grins, holds his head up high
and takes voyage with the stars.
Written by
A N Friedman
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