The Fog of Evening

 

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A fog of memories oh so vague and ambiguous enveloped me

Recalling names, places, times and events elude me

They’re not playing games, you see

The realness of their timing concerns me

And, I do not question the whys or reasons

“It is what it is,” and there are no lies or lack of understanding

The problem it seems are those who do not question

The vagueness of minds and the fog of my evening

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thanking all lovely thoughts today

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