like a fog
i listen for
the foghorn
echoing its cry
through the night
but it's not there
the fog is too thick
and the sound is not carrying
tonight
it's hard to be
alone.
- Mood:
lonely
more musing with words...
like a fog
i listen for
the foghorn
echoing its cry
through the night
but it's not there
the fog is too thick
and the sound is not carrying
tonight
it's hard to be
alone.
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