I lost my shadow for awhile, whether it went somewhere
or whether I was blinded, I will not know.
It is larger than life now on my bedroom walls.
Outside, beyond the four walls of the house, it fades away.
My eyesight becomes filled with living breathing color,
And my shadow seems to shrink.
Shadows still exist when the sun shines brightly in the sky.
My camera brings them back for me.
Life outside is much more exuberant than shadows.
Life is touchable, and I can stroke it with my hand.
When night falls and I am back inside the walls
My shadow clings to me, and sometimes it can appear
Larger than life, even though it has no weight.
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