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Rated: E · Poetry · Religious · #607875

A poem that means more than is written in words.

The mist before my eyes is thick,
And barely can I see.
Behind me lags a trail thin,
That clearly I can see.
Before my feet the mist fades quick,
So still my path I see.
Above me, lights that shine and spin,
Hint at what I will see.
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