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Fog The traitor voyageur Speaks slowly to you from his perch in the stars Keeps you away from sleep, keeps you away from dreams Night prevails. The fog drifts, spreads, Breaks and mends It is a sheep’s wool and a cover for your Secrets. Yet you are unhappy For you cannot see The moon
Dear moon, I hope you remember me. It's been a long time since we've seen each other, but it wasn't my fault, so please don't be mad at me.. The fog stole you away from me. I hope you don't forgive him. I missed you, moon. Love, Survival
