Misty Day

* Vapour rises and forms strange figures Behold how they sway and shift The sun vanishes in a miasma And a sudden chill rustles black branches Reaching towards the sky * Bewildering forms spin and shift Lulling you into a trance Murky and obscure * Don’t lose your way and Wander into the unknown *… Continue reading Misty Day

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