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Cold dark night,
Fog in the sky,
Down low,
watched through my window.

Mist in the tress,
Down at my knees,
Holding the light,
Shading its bright.

Fog down low,
Can't see where to go,
Wonder around cluelessly,
I need a compass please.

Dark low clouds,
Cover the cool dark ground,
Wanderig hopelessly,
Caught in the memories,
It's confusing me.
Posted: 2012-10-22 00:15:10 UTC
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2012-10-22 00:19:05Darkblade County
This came to me when I looked out my window one night.