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Spirits and shadows - Chris Christy

The birds have forgotten to fly


And our shadows stand resolute

Unwilling to go with the night


Our children have long forgotten the language of laughter

For the wax fluently in the dialect of tears


Who will be the referee between 

The hungry spirits and angry shadows

For the sword must be drawn from its sheath 

Or else, we become breathing corpses.



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