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Apr 2014
Fog came in next,
Falling over my face providing a mask,
I coughed and shivered against weakness,
I could feel this skin becoming colder overall,
It didn't matter, after what we'd been through,
What I'd, a little nothing new was what I wanted to know,
Until I could see the light again.
Written by
Leroy J Harris
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