If I could write
as shadows fall,
and leave their tales
upon a wall,
then I would do so,
faire withall,
and sing those shadows
down the hall, -
and knowing, knowing,
through it all,
that though those shadows
only fall
once or twice in days
to days, -
That is enough for me.

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