Hollow black shadow,
Sprouting from my feet,
Climbing further, further away,
Sleeping on the street,
Flickers in the moonlight,
Shrinks when lights go out,
Ripples on the grass,
Quivering with doubt,
A gloomy silhouette,
Still, yet full of life,
Trapped in my conscience,
An angel from the afterlife.
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