In every sign of the sun, in everything you do, or intend to do, there falls the shadow. Beneath every charming lightpost, upon every cobblestone, there falls the shadow. I go my way; you go thine. The shadow hangs in between. Sticky and stubborn.
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4 comments:
sticky and stubborn? what, are you advertising detergent?
Why yes, wouldn't it be absolutely wonderful to have a detergent that wipes clean the stubborn stain of a shadow cast by memories...?:-)
Intense, intense
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