My perception brightens as I gaze into the shadows lurking on the wall. I sense their pain. I embody their emptiness and embrace their power. As I look deeper I find broken pieces of joy, happiness here, elation there. Not enough to make a difference-to make a whole. The shadows move with the candlelight. Altering the mood, the appearance. They seem larger than life, but in reality they aren't even big enough to be seen. -copyright 1999-Birth sign: Taurus
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