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May 2012
days like this, means a day of fun
my one and only friend comes out in the sun
she follows me everywhere, step by step
she copies every movement, not a misstep
when the sun goes away, she becomes very shy
with clouds in the sky, she whispers goodbye
she slowly fades, with the darkness around
while the sun reappears, shes clearly found
shes a great friend, who has no expressions
what she does is one of her professions
i feel kinda bad, cause shes never gotten a hug
but she'll always stay healthy, she cant take a drug
she cant experience any harm or emotion
its hard to protect her without causing a commotion
when people step on her, i feel ashamed
and i just remembered, she is unnamed
i could never think of a name that would fit
im gonna have to think real hard about it
as the days almost over, she grows very tall
she doesnt have a clue, and not knowing at all
the chances of meeting again are very high
shes my shadow and thats something she wont deny
L Smida
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