A Morning Walk with My Shadow

I've been busy lately, the school work and finish up my poem for the Youth Speak Poetry Slam, but I manage to finish this poem. To those who read this poem, I have to admit, it is confusing. That is because it is meant to be confusing. I model this after a riddle that I still remember for a long time, and what is this riddle? Well, you have to figure that out. Once you figure out the riddle and solve it, then this poem will be a lot more less confusing. Enjoy.

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A Morning Walk with My Shadow

Every morning, I take a long walk
by the river bank.
The silence of the sleeping flowers
make the walk more soothing.

But today was different,
there is an orchestra playing
in the distant, that woke up the flowers
as it comes down the stream.

Then a ship emerges
from the sheet of fogs
and on board are men and women,
each one laughing and dancing.

Oh! How I wish to be there,
amongst their joyful laughters.
The only problem is that
there wasn't a single person there.