The Play of Shadows and Time

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The Play of Shadows and Time


Shadows elongate and then recede,
A silent waltz to light’s decreed.
They prowl at dawn, in dusk dissolve,
A paradox they can’t resolve.

Like time, they jest, they feint, they flee,
Ethereal threads of brevity.
Forever mutable, never confined,
Ephemeral whispers of time’s design.

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