Monday, January 7, 2008

Step by step,
Crawl by crawl, it merges through the hills

It comes from the sea,
Into the valley,
Through the town,
Over your head,
In one ear, it breaths in, twists around your brain, goes out the other ear, then breaths out
It sucks up everything, and wraps it's self around you.

It pults a chill on the world.


Fog

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