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Forgotten Shadow
Carriages following forgotten paths, unpaved by cement
Their wheels clanking over the dust, which is kicked up by passers by
The drivers, tired from weeks, maybe years of travel, about to fall asleep from lack of rest
Their heads bobbing from tiredness
Barely a man lives in the town, everyone has gone
But there is still one man, wandering into a fog
This fog, is a forgotten shadow, yet to be crossed
But the man is daring
He goes swiftly through the fog, turning into a ghost
Vanishing into thin air
Never to return
***
Years later, the man comes again
Back through the fog from which he came, a shell of a man
He is now undead, living past his life span of fifty years
Because they didn't live long in the time when he lives
The town is deserted
Not a man in sight
But that is good, because they'd all run in fright
The man tries to find his home, forgotten and lost
Yet there is no trace, not of anything
Then he checks in his wife's house, which is still wide open
The door swinging crookedly on its hinges
The man goes through the door, and surveys the arena
Of forgotten objects, never to have a meaning again
Then he spots the note, old, maybe years
Cobwebs and spiders crawling upon the tattered paper
He picks it up, dusts it off, and reads
Don't come back, ever, for I am gone and you have ceased to exist. Nobody remembers you but I, and should you return there will be nobody but I.
And the man shivers, and turns around
And sees the woman, in the white gown, her expression not quite a frown
And she lunges, he backs away, through the doors
Until another day
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