The day shall arrive
Where you won’t see
My shadow falls anywhere.
Though the sun maybe high up
Falling on everything naked
The day shall arrive
Where you won’t see
My shadow falls anywhere.
At any time of the day, months or years
My shadow won’t fall anymore
For when that day come
I shall be entombed
Within the grasp of Mother Earth.
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Very touching. This poem brought tears into my eyes. Why such a poem?
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