Peering through an opaque glass Your image flickers in the light The blurry contour of your body Stands like shadow....haunting me. Extending my hands, I tried to reach you Touch your shadow, try to feel you But as I come close to holding you Out you vanished, left me in awe. Are you there or you're just pigment My rich imagination has created Or are you a Dream, or just a vision Borne out of longing and misery....ghg
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