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Protected by a wall of mist holding oh so steadily
Ran my fingers through it as if strumming a guitar
Chancing a peek into the other side
Feeling only a music as it chimes a tune
Tapping my foot, steadying my gaze
As I twirled and twirled and twirled into the great divide.
*Inspired by the foggy, low visibility conditions this morning*
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