I am on a bridge...pretty straight forward.
I am a shadow person?
My job as mother is fading?
I can not be defined?
I am as strong as the stone my shadow falls on?
Like the creek, life is passing me by?
Like the creek, life goes on?
Are the rails holding me back?
Keeping me safe?
Trying to point me in the right direction?
What do you see?
Damn leaves!
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