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Shadow
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2006 Spring
it grows
Summer
it stands tall
But fall
the autumn leaves
But winter
A lily frozen in the snow
Her smile
warm inviting
hides the truth
One day
the mask cracks
becomes a
broken smile
full of tears
A boy
the delicate perfection
of youth
becomes a man
becomes tired
becomes old
becomes a grave
where no one cries
A child
I played
at sunrise
I danced in the sun
I danced in the light
But mostly
I danced in
the Shadow
