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Shadows slide across the land No one will notice the unholy hand Guiding, pushing forward Searching for somewhere To be more than just a ghost Late at night, shadows may cross your sleeping form Your life has changed New colours, new ideas, strange thoughts Knowledge you know you did not obtain from learning You have become more than before Shadows continue across the land Looking for a home… ©AnitaDawes2023
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
Well done! It touches me.
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Thank you!
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Knowledge, not from learning. Good ole experience.
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Best way, I think…
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Except when one has decided to be an electrician.
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That would send those shadows away…
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A jolt would clear the sinus too.
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Beautifully penned Anita.
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Thank you, Goff…
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Pleasure. Loved it. Stay Smiling.
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Beautiful and shivery at the same time. It evokes a compelling mix of emotions and thoughts. Bravo!
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Thank you so much, Mae…
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Reblogged this on https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Thank you!
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I like the ethereal quality given to Shadows. An element which affects but evades for full analysis
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Thank you…
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Beautiful
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Thank you so much, Tanvir…
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Thank you!
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Spelling. I do like a healthy dose of shadow.
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Thanks Jude…
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