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Feb 8
I am but a shadow
A whisper of wind
Less than a thought
More of a whim

I have no purpose
Not even a plan
Simply just float
To far away land

I am an outsider
A wandering tome
Collection of stories
With skin and bone

I have no dreams
No hope to be had
A shell of a person
Since a wee lad

I'm just a shadow
No need to feel sad
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