The deep fog is born
Collapsing nightfall flows
The dream farther away.
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Poems Upon Poems
Poetry"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
Into The Fog
The deep fog is born
Collapsing nightfall flows
The dream farther away.
