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Your Shadow by Anne Irle Fleeting like a breath, A haze of pure divinity, A touch of utter greatness, A mirror of your glory. Just shining at the world, Not bright within myself, But simply a reflection, Of what you are yourself. A shadow in the distance, Clinging to your seams, Wondering at the truth, So vague inside my dreams. All I want to be, Is wrapped up in my heart. To be your silent shadow, A part of who you are. |