Shadows

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Shadows.

I stand-

a shadow amongst shadows,

looking out from the rubble of the past.


I wear the debris of too many crushed and broken things.

I am smeared by the ashes of things that burned

to the ground.


Ashes I can neither wash nor brush from my hair,

from my heart,

from my soul.

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