Through the Fog
The mist has sprung from asunder
Leaving my thoughts to wander
As the world turned into silhouettes
It magnifies the shadows of statuettes
It creeps into every window and crevice
Covering the room and every premise
Casting doubt to every second and hour
Feeding the fear in my hearts to flower
For its petals shall ride the breeze
And push reality into a deep freeze
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Thursday / In the office
1:45 pm / 4 September 2014
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