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Rated: E · Monologue · Personal · #2080696
I talk to my shadow.
"Oh, my shadow, my dark lover. How long it has been, a year spent in this dark, sunless world, without you. It 'tis truly ironic that the rare occasion the world isn't dark, my darkness comes out and waltzes with me. How truly I have missed you, darkening my lonely path. You are my only friend, yet the pretty sun above takes you from me. O' I beg the sun be bold, and bring us together every day. All I want is you, so mutter on shall I not. Let us wander through the fields together, you and I."
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