I saw a shadow
which was a little hollow
looked very massive
pointing to the infinitive.
The shadow was dark.
found in a park
with a beautiful lark
perched on its bark.
The lark called out
Its companion came out
with a loud shout
reverberating all throughout.
The wind came across
the shadow moved in a floss
dancing along the dark gloss
outsmarting all laws.
The lark flew away
with a fear on the way
holding its companion in a play
speeding through the bay.
The shadow grew in size
becoming bigger in a few tries.
Outgrowing beyond highs
it signalled a heavy sigh.
The lark made good the escape.
Very soon it reached the Cape.
The shadow turning out of shape
collapsed as though in a rape.
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