This shadow follows me everywhere,
I see it extend from my feet , twist and turn,
With every turn I make...
I fear this shadow , fear its intention,
Fear it is stalking me , quietly ,
Readying to pounce on me ,
Planning to devour me , is it joining,
Joining with all those wispy shadows,
I fear this shadow, I fear its not really mine ,
Not the one I knew...
This land stretches dry, devoid , its air rank ,
Has it poisoned my shadow too,
Just like those wisps that float by,
Wisps of some conscience shredded of its substance ...
Poem by Pc-3 (02/03/2025)
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