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The Shadow by L. M. Montes

In far reaches of the mind,
lies the fear that makes one blind,
stiffen from a shadow seen,
and grips the breath so staunch and mean,
blood invades, a stench so rank,
from deep inside, so hearts they sank,
but then a blip of light shown through,
revealing eyes so dead from you,
the shadow’s shroud now covered,
the whole of all who hovered,
they will never be the same,
as from your body a spirit came.


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