shadow boxingA Poem by paradoxicalno longer dodging punches or avoiding kicks the world at my wall finding me insignificant at most but i can knock my own self down and never needed help finding burial ground but the moon lights the way, anyway a bright sky blinds, defines the darkness; equal and never quite separated but happy innocence is a myth highly overrated so my villainous twin and I stare at shadows on the sun, plotting schemes into the night since neither one of us has won © 2013 paradoxicalAuthor's Note
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