My Unamed Shadow

It follows me.
Every where I go.
In the light of the flaming sun.
It appears most vividly.
In the depth of the deep dark corners.
It vanishes like smoke on a foggy morning.
My stalker?
My friend?
Should I be afraid?
Almost always by my side, it stays.
Dark, beautiful, majestic.

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