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Walking amongst the crowd,

at mid day.

I saw this man,

who seemed to stick out in the crowd.

This man,

intrigued me

There seemed to be something different

about him.

Something special,

in the way he moved.

I watched others,

many others.

I watched the way they moved,

the way they spoke.

I watched their shadows.

Just silhouettes,

of themselves.

But my eyes somehow moved,

back to the same man,

from before.

Then I noticed,

what made him so different.

He had no shadow.

For he wasn't human at all.

He was an Angel.

My Angel.

Watching over me.

Shadowless.

Walking amongst the crowd,

at mid day.



~*~ Jill ~*~