January 12, 2009
By , Bon Aqua, TN
We are the unknown
as tall as the skies
hair white as snow

People cower while
we bask in our personal light
The fog lifts
and we see ourselves dancing

Why do people fear us?
We are not threatful
we are anonymous
and they are the unknown

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