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Saturday, April 30, 2011

shadows



My imagination ?


Shadows run across my room ,


I try to touch them, shadows,


they run from one room to the other,


they lie down by my side,


I try to touch them....the shadows..


they play with me..


my only companions,


in the vast empitness of my room....


Every night I return to my shadows,


they wait for me...quietly....

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

sad....emptiness can hurt real bad..