

Wandering ShadowIn the forest my shadow dwells Wandering towards the gleaming well Dispursing light from every stepWandering Shadow
Which ricashades of every soul
As my shadow grows near
the the light becomes brighter In the well a there is a gleaming light As black as the other side of the moon
The well is there like you and I But if you stare it won’t be there It disappears beneath your mind If you don’t keep it in your sight You will not be full of delight
My shadow wanders nearer and nearer The light is in his face He peers down to see what place lies beneath
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