shadows.
here is mine – here is yours.
from our soles, each footfall
followed.
never hand in hand
beneath the ceiling, rising,
twinning at the window –
swallowed
at the closing door.
shadows
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shadows.
here is mine – here is yours.
from our soles, each footfall
followed.
never hand in hand
beneath the ceiling, rising,
twinning at the window –
swallowed
at the closing door.
nickreeves 
Love the end !
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…but also…hate the end.
Only wanting the beginning again.
thanks, Paul x
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