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Oct 2017
Some fear the dark and think it cold
to me its the warmth that makes me bold

You see my eyes see better because they are "broken"
a gift given to me birth right no token

So I walk with more speed and confidence than most
and slip through the shadows I move like a ghost

You may hear me come but wont see till I am there
I just pass you by with no thought and a stare

Exposed by the light for a moment at least
like a man starved of food given chance your eyes feast

Back into the darkness I fade from your sight
you let out a breath relieved of your fright

You wonder what it was thats just passed you by
but dont care to ask for fear you may die

The black clothed man that went passed like the wind
hiding in shadows like those who have sinned

He paid you no interest like a wolf who had fed
he just carried on as you walk home to bed

You wonder where he has been and what he has seen
as you lay your head down and hope it a dream

I walk on still fighting my fight
just enjoying how all looks in the lack of the light


© One man
Love a moonlit stroll
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