killer fog in killer times
when we walked blind
you took a look to the wall
and showed it to all
reaching up, reaching down
take the mist to the ground
hold it up and hold it down
all alone and all alone
take a breath and keep it in
it maybe your last
with all the things you begin
to count in your past
follow up to make it fast
your eyes open, keeping
your eyes open

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