behind the door, in a field of dandelions here lies secrets and shame buried under these beautiful flowers at the window you can see a shadow looking right back at you when you do not know the secret you can look back and see nothing but an old house and when laughter is heard around you cold chills fall down your back like a river nearby where you are running and afraid and scared you fall asleep in a dream of butterflies you still see that shadow floating more and more towards you that time you can't escape it as this shadow doesn't let you go
when you see him
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