The Fog Beyond
I stood on the hillside
And looked through the trees.
Beyond the houses,
Beyond the gardens,
Lay the ocean and the sky.
And the fog
Waited like a thief
For night-time.
I stood on the hillside
And looked through the trees.
Beyond the houses,
Beyond the gardens,
Lay the ocean and the sky.
And the fog
Waited like a thief
For night-time.
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