Fog of Life
- Miguel Dickenson
- Nov 11, 2018
- 1 min read
The fog was cold
The night young
My heart danced to the beat of a drum
I looked through the trees
As the stars shined just so
And imagined a life without opponent nor foe
I felt the grass underneath
Kindling a secret flame
For the new animals we called tame
Two bodies laying aimlessly in the fog of life
Imagining a world without pain nor strife
I told myself
It must be
It must be
It must be
The fog of life

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