Please reflect how a light source casts its own shadow on the wall crawling in a lizard’s food waiting to cast its own briefest of shadows .
A lantern waved shadows in wind on the mud wall ,then something that made the sum of all its parts for a child of a night’s landscape ,a child who grew to today’s old man who carries all those emptinesses as a shadow that carries all shadows as if shadows are the only real things.
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