GreAt PoeTRy of 5 NaTIonS
Saturday, July 30, 2016
8460. WHEN THE FOG LIFTED
WHEN THE FOG LIFTED
When the fog lifted the dangers were
gone and the coast was clear again.
We carried our packages back uphill,
suddenly feeling much safer. I never
liked being down at the bottom anyway.
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