2/28/2017 0 Comments A Place for my ShadowA Place For My Shadow
BY CRISTE Rising before the sun To a waking shadowed world. A world where my own shadow hasn't yet cast. Where will I find my place? Where will my shadow fit? Bumps and bruises along the way. Lessons learned? I cannot stay. I don't belong. My shadow knows. It hides from here, but where? I do not know. I want a home, a resting place for my shadow to stay. A small corner of my own. A place that does not fray At the seams when I come in. A place where I and my shadow fit in.
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