who are rushing, never looking
at a shadow in the darkness,
silently crying.
The mirror in front of me
is full of my dreams
reflecting from it
without a sense I'm sinking in it.
Look at me,
this crying shadow
in the darkness
invisible to others.
Notice me,
pull me out of this darkness
think only of me
and say you love me.
Only then, you will notice, I'm not only a shadow.
I'm a living being
who has, out of despair,
hidden itself in the darkness.
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