There's a shadow beside me
on the bench in the park
but as the sun rises high
the shadow
remains.
The children of the park
they dance and they sing
but here I must stay
with the shadow
beside me.
The birds fly above me
freedom on the wing
how my spirit longs to fly
to join them
in the heavens.
But the shadow beside me
as dawn turns to dusk
is the shadow inside me
and has been
all along.
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