Hidden in the fog

Hidden in the fog This is a misty place,fog gathers like sheep’s wool,blanketing the sky. There are dark thoughts in the fog,dark deeds among the wintry trees,creeping with reflector vests. Mist is sky fog,rising and descending,masking field furrows. Blanket mist mufflesdog bark, gun bark,the sounds, harrowing.

Hidden in the fog

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