Condensed, thick fog
Surrounds my brain
Useless hands hang idly by
We were talking about . . .
something . . .
Weren’t we? But have you
noticed how foggy it is today?
How it muffles the sounds
And it suffocates the sights
How it blurs the ability to take in
And halts the ability to extend out
We were talking about . . .
something . . .
Weren’t we? But have you
noticed the fog?
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