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Shadows
Shadows cast down.
The night is upon us.
A full moon sweeps in
through the window.
Casting shadows.
The night is up
on us.
The full moon swept in.
And lying from my bed,
all I can see is
shadows.
One draped over the side of my bed.
One staggered down
—like
light
ning—
a mirror of my bookcase.
One c
R
a
W
l
i
N
g
out from the closet,
a slimy
green-scaled
monster.
One a silhouette of myself.
Or is it a ghost?
My fluorescent-painted walls mean
nothing.
In the dark.
My sunshine-yellow carpet, only
an abyss.
I cannot walk across.
Trapped inside my bed,
Blinded by the
pale
moon glow.
My sight hesitant to return . . .
All I can see is shadows.
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