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He is my mystery, my shadow in the dark

He moves like the rain, leaving no mark

Obscure, in the night, he leads me to find

The thoughts that wander, inside my mind

Silent words, yet I can hear his voice, so clear

I move closer to him, becoming quite cavalier

He stretches his hands, a gesture towards me

Perhaps he is inviting, my thoughts to be free

To let go of my fears, and throw open the door

His secret communications, I can no longer ignore


Writing Prompt – Cryptic Messages – Day 23/31

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