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Lamppost of crystal's shadow light It's me against my
shadow-fight
Looking out my window I see the field, I am sitting with
my napkin fold.Looking at my ring it's invisible, in the
crack's I can see a shadow face.Please get him out of
my South Hampton house, he's so out of place.I never want
to see his shadow face.Shopping fighting the crowd
the City.
Jarod was fighting, with my jewel's. On the titanic vessel 
exploring love at any cost, picking up historical love fossil?

He gave her a necklace from the shadow exquisitely detailed
tasseled.My lover tilt's me forward.

I go toward the light Shadow fight Hansel
& love brutal Gretel.Someone is following me,
in my shadow.
I was holding, two croissant's, looking, I see his
sun-shadow,
in the meadow. Me and my shadow cafe and black-catsuit,
he's jumping over
my latte lucky me shadow kiss, fairy elf's going through
my Carbanet shelf's  made me so angry. so hungry.
All I will be is this shadow hanging with

  his dirty laundry he was breaking in my house,

                  I'm dreaming of a
                 White Christmas,
my ornament's his shadow lip's looking behind me every
second, a chance a breather my moment
I am the singer Me and my shadow made a hit record.I see 
shadow's Robin bird frantic.Sometimes life is cruel fighting
 Protagonize-in the Christmas tree Jack shining, 
painted pale violet's from the window lover's kisses
Seem's ingenious, but I'm the rocky fighter, not going
to take it.
I'm not listening.His shadow follow's me,
like I am pacing toward the Gotham city,

the train track. Crystal's
blowing so transparent batman flying so defiant.
Fairies with lucidity his shadow made a hot crime. 
Right at the same time a moment flashed
How I wished I was overlooking the water, with my
Key -lime pie. Please don't  shadow me
rob me again.What's to gain, your invisible men, not the perfect fit

to my virginity key?
Looking
out my window, someone touched my back monster vision,
not exactly love infusion.I felt like I was having a blood
transfusion.
Sun-catcher caught my eye's dreamy mad-hatter meadow
.no tea party
turned into Mobster Gotti. Shadow proof,
book proof.
Vividly, shooting, at window's, cherry tree, lost its shadow.
Ancestor's sign's leaves fly and  fight family from the distance
broken heart.But Bette Midler sing's, knock's out all the, 
shadow's
from the distance. Opened my window, snow blizzard 
 started sticking, hearing music, my window call's me 
Flicker's to me, it touched a part of me, how it trembled me,
familiar beat 
I stumbled and my feet looking out my window
Immortal sunlight powerful never left my sight