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GREY SHADOW
1 min readOct 28, 2019
The loft is extremely dark
One light illuminates
A portion of the desk
I drift around the light
Thoughts are stuck
In grey shadow
Motionless Pen
Writes the words
Typewriter is dusty and still
Outside a breeze rushes by
Silence loses to a creak
For a moment
A thousand hopes
Of you at the door
Then silence wins again
And darkness covers the desk