Increasing Shadows
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Gloomy for sure seems his future now;
Less light seems to land upon his brow.
Always it feels like dimming of the sun;
Uneasiness diminishes his fun.
Cumulus clouds can clutter up his sky,
Overnight could overcome such a guy.
Mortal man must keep his mortality,
Although his soul exists eternally.
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