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Fog

Can you see me through the mist of the pouring rain?
A standalone image silhouetted; coming closer still;
Can you hear the sound of my yearning breath?
 
Do I seem a threat? There’s no harm in taking
A closer look; I’ve no will to fight it
Stumbling as I do through the alleyways
All I seek is a place of warmth for the coming night
 
The fog blinds me to the path that I’m walking along
Anything seems right to an eye that can’t see what’s coming
How lost have I been in the mirage of my understanding
What will it take to survive the storm again?

(2013)

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