slowly the fog
blankets the
pine trees
at night the coldness
creeps
in every pore of the
skin
like thoughts that
cover our hair and
creepy too in our
spine
wake up in the morning
see how the fog leaves
the pine trees
see how our minds
clear
thoughts leaving
like birds perched
last night
in the branches of our
minds
slowly the fog
blankets the
pine trees
at night the coldness
creeps
in every pore of the
skin
like thoughts that
cover our hair and
creepy too in our
spine
wake up in the morning
see how the fog leaves
the pine trees
see how our minds
clear
thoughts leaving
like birds perched
last night
in the branches of our
minds
blankets the
pine trees
at night the coldness
creeps
in every pore of the
skin
like thoughts that
cover our hair and
creepy too in our
spine
wake up in the morning
see how the fog leaves
the pine trees
see how our minds
clear
thoughts leaving
like birds perched
last night
in the branches of our
minds
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