The Defined Shadow


Pitch is its end
Broken in its essence
Defined in shape

The creation always turning
Always stretching, never broken
Only distorted in its ever winding dark filled self

Taken for nothing, but seen as something
Typical misunderstood, but never unknown
The Sunbeam gives it life

The oculus searches for its source
Tracing its well defined shadow down a narrow
Ever reaching always stretching horizon

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