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Shadows

 

The tree is like an umbrella
shading us from the shadows

Skeletons from the closets
Skeletons scream from the closets of hell
coming from the valley of shadows

Giants roar as they race across the earth

will she ever find peace.

• Cristy W, 1992

 

 

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