The fog sweeps in
keeping low
Changing the whole
landscape into
An unknown alien
place where you
Must begin to feel
around, nothing is
Defined, everything is
murky, barely distinguishable
Yet you walk forward
trying to make it through
Because this is just
another day to go through
Whether seen or unseen
it is the way you make
keeping low
Changing the whole
landscape into
An unknown alien
place where you
Must begin to feel
around, nothing is
Defined, everything is
murky, barely distinguishable
Yet you walk forward
trying to make it through
Because this is just
another day to go through
Whether seen or unseen
it is the way you make
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