It seems
as if...
we are always
living in the fog.
...
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And some never see that sun either choosing instead to stay living in the grey mist of the shadows. I see it everyday in young and old alike. People these days are molting from being people to being nothing you can even touch. This is a very deep and well thought out poem that leaves the reader thinking about our own existence. A 10+++++. Love & hugs, Barbara
I love this poem Deborah!