In The Shadow Â
By Allison Dyer
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The shadow is cast from a petite silhouette.
I cower behind the shadow.
The shadow is perfect. No flaws. No mistakes.
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The shadow masks my face, only showing the greatness in front of me.
The shadow creates an image for me.
The shadow is better. Always.
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The shadow reminds me of what I cannot be. Of what I cannot achieve.
The shadow makes me try harder. Â
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The shadow is what I try to break out of. Impossible.
I try to escape the shadow.
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The shadow creeps up behind me. Captures me.
The shadow engulfs me, covering all inches of my body.
The shadow keeps me in the dark.
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The shadow is slowly vanishing.
The shadow fades exposing me to the light.
I long to live behind the shadow again, barely showing myself
to the world.