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Apr 2021
There are no shadows
quite as dark as yours
they dull my brightest day
they cast grey upon my stay
they follow me
everywhere
scare me with their power
every single
every each
every painfully
tortured
hour
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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