Shadow stick by the solid walls, as
my body flies free in my own house
Some unseen nocturnal images, pilot
my gross; outsizing my lighter weight
All four walls, confine my space
yet I gravitate unattached to my shadow
A bigger wing swoops-in the broken window
Pouncing the shadow with dark blood
Walls are no walls, only layered dark;
Freedom have upper wings rocketing skies
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