Shadows That Dance

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I sit and dream of
Shadows dancing in the rain
Sights and sounds, bright
Washing away everything
Leaves, twisting, dropping
Without an echo

Walking pages
Never read again
Stealing tomorrow’s rainbow dust
And nothing is, as nothing was
Choices made, chances missed

Shattered the still
Image of the moon
Memories of a life forgotten
In a time long ago
As I follow a magic star
Chasing the shadows
That dance

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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