Playing with Shadows on the Wall.
Clouds aspirate the sun, briefly.
Lost wasted decades.
Beginning/Finish.
End/Start.
Deep as an empty well.
Tepid. Muddy.
Scent of stagnant foul air.
Distant Echoes.
Light cascading down the brick walls in a semi-circle.
Playing with Shadows in My Well.
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