Haze

Posted: August 5, 2016 in Random
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Pewring through the murk

Shady figures and outlines

Befall my receptors

Clouding judgement and thought

Simplistic tasks become arduous 

Mind seem like hours 

Hours likened to days

Nerves shot senses scrambled

As the shifting plates 

Of skeletal bone

Slide and shift

I feel and see the haze 

Continual and ensnared

Oh where is the light

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