Walking and enjoying the night
Looking at what I can see.
A shadow caused by a light
seems to be watching me.
I walk slower and watch
it following me.
The figure seems to undo a latch;
a twist shoots pain down from my knee.
I hobble along the path
A formless voice stays 'Hope you are ok.'
Those words dissipate my wrath,
Having made my day.
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