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[399] The Shadow King

I’ve tried all advice⁣⁣
Still tumbling down with a smile⁣⁣
Cries of whisper ⁣⁣
finds nothing of consequence⁣⁣
Delirium morning and ⁣⁣
a sunset that ⁣
night ⁣forgets in a blink⁣⁣
⁣⁣
I kept thinking⁣⁣
I’ve kept myself ⁣⁣
from her concerning eyes⁣⁣
but i remain an open book to her⁣⁣
maybe our shadows talk ⁣⁣
to each other at night⁣⁣
An epitome of empathy⁣⁣
I am healed for a day⁣⁣
⁣⁣
All that there is ⁣
Is all⁣ that there could be⁣⁣
I get rid of my pride ⁣⁣
that weakened my pace⁣⁣
to experience all that i could⁣⁣
Possibilities open up⁣⁣
in the same surroundings ⁣⁣
and i am able to slow down⁣⁣
the setting of the sun⁣⁣
and appreciate the colourful⁣⁣
making of the dark ⁣⁣
⁣
Finally⁣
⁣I meet my shadows in the night

Rahul Gaur

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