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14 Shadows
I think of Father as shadow
through my window.
Peeping always
Like the Sun rays.
Growing up is a shadow too
haunting us-few.
It has brothers
It breaks borders.
12 shadows are like apostles
kneeling on aisles.
Dying a death
Eating my breath.
Ruddapoet Rudolph
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