Don't let darkness in
My shadow she follows me and tries to soak into my skin
She knows how thick my mind, from truth and hearts lament
The sun is hot and wet from black storm clouds
My shadow pokes hard at me
See she says, from sweat your pores open wide giving way for shadow
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