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Moonshot 1Shadow knifes the morning landscape
Dagger stabs at Shadow prey
Much like words you spent to kill me
Foreign debts for me to pay

Shadow lingers on memory’s doorstep
Wistful dreams with Shadow play
Backward glances to meaningless precepts
Reverie treetops to swing and sway

Shadow seeps deep into midnight madness
Love’s lost Shadow teases dismay
Idealistic notions flutter as Autumn leaves
Braced tight for winter’s stay

Shadow dances soft on gentle music
Circling revival Shadow’s way
Encompassed and inviting life’s brief whim
Released when others would hold at bay

Shadow binds the morning mindset
Compress seal and healing way
Much like kindness others give freely
Familiar peace with which now I lay…