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Shadow Dance
We are with sunshine.
We dance in it's waves,
in response our shadows play.
Alternate worlds,
but the same day.
When the night comes,
it will all look the same.
When the night comes,
We are glad to be the same.
We twirl,
and spiral,
only to wither away.
But soon after darkness,
does come another day.
This is the dance,
the dance of our shadows,
for every being lusts for the light,
and every being casts it's own night.
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