#102- Shadow with a beard

As I trekked,
Along that friendly dusty path,
That warm star-struck night,
Amidst car lights and roadside lamps,
My eyes made a shift for the ground,
And by me stood a sight like no other,
I can swear I saw him,
My soul is a shadow with a beard.

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