A Shadow in the Night
Breathing, Thinking, Alive.
I am alone once the sun falls
and the moon takes its place
for I am a sleepless dreamer
searching for something that isn't there.
Tossing, turning, eyes wide and awake,
Why am I here? Where have they all gone?
In sleepless slumber the world revolves
but I am alone here for all are dreaming of better days
for I am nothing but a Shadow in the Night.
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