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You're just another shadow.
In this misty haze I live in.
Another figure out of sight
Living a different life than mine.
I'm probably just a shadow to you.
And we two shadows are just fine.
On our own, in the mist.
But sometimes it's different.
I want to reach out my hand
brush your silken form with my finger tips
and know you're there.
But I never do.
I cant. I've never held on for so long before.
But I can't let go.
But today, today you stepped out of the haze
I could see you clear, crisp as day.
You just asked me a question.
But I know you're there.
And you know I'm here.
So I'm never letting go.
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