day 354

fog hovers low, resting in the trees,
lights radiate with diffused glow,
the unknown seems closer, breathing in my ear,
a veil which promises to be lifted
while teasing us with its mystery,
i squint in the misty blur
for all to come into focus.

12.20.17

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