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Your in the moment of slience.

A second later it would of been

out of sight and out of mind,

In that second a shadow you

did find.



Shadows are walking I can see,

the magnetic energy is following me.

There awake and not a sleep,

they come to observe and take a peek.



A shadow was walking a long side the wall,

as though he walk a million times.

In the house he lived in so long ago,

trapped in the in between, and yet he sowed.



A shadow is like a gust of wind,

not careful into what he sees,

I say how rude of him, for he just ran

through me.



To see a shadow walking right by,

and only to see him from the

waist up and the other half beneath

the floor.

There I saw a dimention that I

did not see before.