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I am but a shadow in the world of words,
Weaving tales untold and unheard...
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I'm just a quiet artist,
Sketching scenes that come to mind...
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Moonlight fell, in the quiet night,
A silver veil of mystery...
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The warm summer breeze,
Caresses gently, over sandy dunes...
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Concrete towers pierce the sky,
Streets buzzing, alive with city lights...
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I guess the time has come again
For you to surrender and leave...
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I hope I don't see you in the morning.
I hope our paths never cross again...
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Writing
Writing has often helped set me free...
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Flashback flashback
But things aren't bad now...
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Adieu, you may not
become a meal...
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I wake up in a room different than
my own, a place I once called home...
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The sun has come,
And with it, shadows have dispersed...