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A man


The man sits his shadow doesnt speak to him much anymore hes getting used to being alone yet he knows he is never really alone theres the shadow but like i said he doesnt really speak any more. What is he waiting for he used to be so in tuned with the meaning of a soul the man is wondering when will the next meaning come maybe it will be a shadow not known those are the learning curves maybe in life his shadow is waiting for another of the same meaning to come together and make greatness or maybe love loyalty with devotion to them both or not or maybe so the question is will the shadow know
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