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I want to be my shadow as it dances with the sun

Never changing, always flowing

No feelings

I want to be a puppy as it finds a happy home

Never cruel, always loved

No pain

I want to be a window as its cared for by a friend

Never dark, always open

No bruises

I want to be a baby as it sings its tiny song

Never hated, always loved

No hate

I want to be a box of bones as it lies six feet under

Never hurt, always safe

No more


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