Fog
M M.J. Lemon
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A fog can hide many things
from a memory to a thought
to a face once longed for to
Stand in a fog by the ocean
and turn around to see nothing
but hear the distant shore
In time a fog cleans away
the shame that demeans
a self a heritage
What's left? Dreams
fill up anonymity and crowd
out self-pity with gritty
Force that lures
more fog that time
in time can renew
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