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poem 005

November 1, 1993 The shadow in the Crowd

They surround me every day,

I pass them in the hallway,

Even say Hi whats up?

yet in the crowd I do feel,

just like a shadow, Silent,

Just the shadow of the crowd,

Always there,Sometimes Seen but,

Just the shadow of the crowd, too often forgotten and alone,

Just the shadow in the crowd, They don't see whats inside,

Just the shadow in the crowd, Nor here whats on my mind,

Just the shadow of the crowd, Just the shadow of the crowd,

David t Gross '93