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Sometimes I look at my shadow,

I think of you then,

When you were with me,

Evading all the other men.

Now that you are gone,

Like a flying bird in the sky,

I am all alone here and now,

You know to you I cannot lie!

Yet I behold my shadow as I walk,

I think of you and your ceaseless talk!