Shadow Dancing


I walked with my shadow
underneath the night stars,
guided by the moon, and
with the wind answering my unspoken questions.

My shadow started to walk ahead of me,
leading me down the path,
along with my memories of you.

However, I turned, and walked
down another pathway,
putting both my shadow, and my past
behind me.

I was no longer going to be directed
by a lingering shade of grey.
It will always be there, but never
tugging me along:
neither a shadow, nor a memory.

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