Have fear to turn around
Someone is watching you
The skies are full of eyes
Be careful what you do
Never alone with me
I follow all the time
Stick to your frame like glue
Do not slip away like slime
You cannot walk away
There is no firm escape
Might be windy, might be calm
No breath your hairs will drape
I creep behind all day
With stealth move high and low
Never catch me unaware
Forever your shadow
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