Prose.

Like any unattached shadow I am trying to find ways to affect the real world. I find it difficult to find a voice to speak with when I am only the absence of light. If I am able to subtly influence or at least warrant a glance from those who cast me off as they bask in the rays of the evil sun, then perhaps I can supplant an evil or foolish thought with a glimpse of wisdom. Even if it is perceived as Deja Vu it is enough. Because once the wisdom is planted, if the soil is fertile, it will take root and grow.

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