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May 2014
I struggle with my shadow
It makes me as a border
Between me the grass and man
But I see the shadow beside me
Black as mine
Shaped as mine
A human shadow
The color of mine
As much mine as his
And I see the shadow in front of me
Black as mine
Not shaped as mine
A tree's shadow
The color of mine
As much mine as his
I thank my shadow
It erases my borders
Between me the grass and man
Sam Shoyer
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Sam Shoyer  Washington, DC
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