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May 2022
The Evening shade casts it's gray
Shadows back in their place
Appearing and disappearing
Are they a part of me
Imitating my every act
On purpose do not react
Imitation is the best form of flattery
Is my shadow flattering me?
Irony of darkness
Birthed itself from light
Rise or Set
The Sun regrets

Afraid of his shadow
Tells a tale of wow
Light nearby creating this illusion
A mere scientific evidence
Illusion of darkness shines bright
Bright lights of the Sun seems
Lurid
Written by
KV Srikanth
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