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Fog 1 - Poem by Chi

The fog comes as we talk,
settles between us
and hides you from me.

It listens for a while,

then passes on, down
the street without a word,

and without taking along,
its trailing dress.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 16, 2006

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