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Hiding in Her Shadow
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Other Dedications In the comfort of darkness,
she tramps
into forbidden corners,
convinced she belongs there.
I follow her,
dancing hand-in-hand
with her silhouette
at this ghost-attended ball.
The spotlight sways
across the dance floor
offbeat with
the haunting music.
We shun the light
And cower in shadows,
shrouded in sin-
our masks of imperfection.
The glow silences
the eerie melody
until we begin to emerge
out of obscurity.
We hesitate towards the beam,
letting it warm us pure
and vow to never
dwell in darkness again.
