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It only takes a moment.
One slip of carelessness in the mind.
A fraction of distraction in the brain, and there you are again.
Among shadows.
They were always there, behind the cracks of the walls, in the corners of your eyes.
A crowd that hides in plain sight.
Waiting patiently for you.
For that spoken word, like the rock thrown, like the arrow shot.
We create shadows when our actions generate guilt.
The shadows have names, dates, places and memories.
We cannot change the past, but we can learn to live with it.
The Birdman Projects
2021
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