The fog that you left

​Mist rising upwards like gossamer threads

Clearing my mind from the fog, that you left

Treading in circles, the pathway obscured

The mist is slowly burning off, a signpost has cleared

Chosing a way to move forward in my life

Tears replaced, smiling revived

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