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The Fog

 

 

The mist rose upon the hill,

A fog of despair.

Then broke through,

A ray of light,

Shattering the cloud

That hung upon the land.

 

From whence the cloud came,

Only I can understand.

The pain I felt,

Transferred onto the land.

 

I had been lost, then I was found,

The ray of light had landed upon my face,

Showing me the truth:

 

There was no need for pain,

There was a reason to live and

Reason to be happy,

And that reason was you ,

And that reason was freedom.

 

The freedom to live, to love,

As free as the wind,

Which blew away

The fog upon the land.

 

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