Seeing Clearly In The Mist…

 

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I walk the cold foggy streets and feel the path beneath my feet.

Yet the murkiness brings my attention to what is nearest,

darkness of the path I follow,

dampness in the air and the leaves drop like tears,

falling in a bitter wind.

Despair effortlessly encloses me and in that moment,

I see winter approaching and remoteness of dearest spring.

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