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Fragile
Out in thick fog
Inadequately lit
Vulnerability
Noisy shadows
pass before me
Behind me
Around me
The flapping of crows
The creaking of mills
Twisting in mist
Distant geese call
I ride in a world
Devoid of colour
I see only the walls
Closing me in
But I hear the music
Of wide open spaces
And I feel it
In my bones.

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