a fog is a fog is a fog
however, tis just the nature's veil
behind it plays the nasty tale
of the treachery, all the theft
creeping the scent of the buds
ripping the green of the leaves
damps the air that flows within
kills the larks with colder heaves
a rain is a rain is a rain
however, tis the nature's ribbon
to tie the gift of life all gone
of the sorrows, all the death
sweeping clean the meadows await
feeding streams with thoughts of kills
promises drown floods rush thoughtless
all that meanders is its triumphant spills
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