Walking Shadow
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The moon swings with tall palms
Wind breaks night's uneasy qualms
A sad song is sung softly by a shadow
As it moves it knocks on the window
Night in this valley is dark and eerie
Morning comes with a shocking story
Many had come out to see the face
They vanished without leaving a trace
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