Afog
Found my selves fading
Into the fog
Soundlessly trading
Corporeal form
Shaded and shading
Paraded and parading
As another someone parallel
That was not me but I as well
Silent depths lading
My person and form
Aghast. agog
In a stupefied mass
Did unravel the grains
Implanted with the rains
Found my selves fading
Soundlessly trading
Into the fog
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

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Written on 2023-08-12 at 20:27




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