Blind Faith

February 22, 2011
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I disappear into the fog
It encases my body
Pulling me further
Into its misty clutches
The moisture
Dampening my skin
A shiver travels up my spine
Its thickness
Makes it hard to see
Hard to breath
I feel claustrophobic
I don’t know my way out
So I just walk
Who knows where I will end up
Will I walk off of a bluff?
I’m not sure
But I hope
That the direction I am headed in
Leads me to your arms…

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