8/27/19

𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘦...✨⁣
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It does come out sometimes though. ⁣⁣
Creeping into view,⁣⁣
It drapes its gray hues ⁣⁣
Over my soft skin. ⁣⁣
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Like a blanket,⁣⁣
It may feel warm at first ⁣⁣
But sometimes the blanket gets too hot. ⁣⁣
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Like at midnight ⁣⁣
when I’m tossing and turning in bed ⁣⁣
And I keep trying to take the blanket off⁣⁣
Detangle myself from my shadow. ⁣⁣
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And it remains entangled⁣⁣
Around my legs and feet⁣⁣
Attached, unwilling to give ⁣⁣
Like the roots of a sycamore tree.⁣⁣
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And one day, I decided to leave it on. ⁣⁣
It grew heavier and heavier at first. ⁣⁣
The temperature of my skin⁣⁣
Growing warmer and warmer. ⁣⁣
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But this time I laid still. ⁣⁣
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As if my body was unmovable, ⁣⁣
its roots planted firmly below me. ⁣⁣
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And right as I thought my shadow would eat me whole⁣⁣
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Right when I thought it was too late⁣⁣
and I’d be trapped under its weight forever,⁣⁣
It dissolved. ⁣⁣
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And its gray hues integrated within my being ⁣⁣
And I felt cooler, calmer, wiser⁣⁣
As if all of the wisdom I’d acquired this lifetime⁣⁣
And all of the lifetimes which came before ⁣⁣
Found its way into my heart. ⁣⁣
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“I think I’ve done the ‘shadow work.’”⁣⁣
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— @Ultravioletthoughts