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Mist (poem)

Misting misty mist. Sweeping swooping puffy looping, vapor splendor mists oft spread, graveyards’ render mists of dread. Tendrils tighten twirl dissipate. Clouds conceal reveal amalgamate. Fingers: thready, furled eddy, lingers steady, curled, ready.

Once tried to touch it, …but always missed. Ever elusive, and rampant mist.

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