to shadows that dances, boldly with glee
and when dawn approaches, with dark skirts they flee
what's there to know, how things turn out to be
when there's nothing to sow, nothing to see
here's to the past, now a haunted dream
like actors being cast, in a written scheme
i am holding on, to whats left of me
to my past bygone, another boundary
what i need, does not seem to matter
too long had i plead, to castaway this dweller
so now i beseech, the truth in your lips
the lines that i've breech, to keep this dream adrift
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