Poem: Fog

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Fog

The road disappears into the fog,
a familiar path gone strange,
suddenly mysterious,
less a friend than something to be leery of,
too much like life,
an ebb and flow from certainty to blindness
without moving.

About this poem.

Am I the only one that feels this way sometimes?

Tom

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