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I dreamed and appeared content
Yet I saw the graves defiled
from the grimace of night now spent.
I had an unwanted admirer
watching me wherever I went.
Its like my shadow was not my shadow
and my shadow was this crow...
stalking me, stalking me,
wherever id go.
Whispering, whispering,
footsteps drew ever so near
hearing them start and stop
until they eventually disappeared.
As the moon followed the sky
silhouetting its motion,
hearing these commotions cry
silent murder, to the night.
Rippling across the river
shimmering like a mirror of red,
blood-curdle now simmered
as what now stirred was dead.
My reflection ran-still
quivering now terrorized,
as the night now spilled
as a terrace of the night
This shadow- was not my own
these stone rows were graves
"and so this grave is now yours"
the crow now raved.
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