Sam Adams often wondered about his shadow. What did his shadow know, what did his shadow think ? Did his shadow have a voice? Did his shadow have a soul? What in fact was his shadow? Just an optical illusion when the sun was shinning or was his shadow something different, darker as occult lore would have it.
One sunny day while on a walk in the World Peace forest, he interrogated his shadow. His shadow responded,
I am your darkest nightmares, your deepest secrets, your thought crimes, and innermost fears. And if I ever die, you will die too.
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