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Thick fog
Still and damp
The canvas blank
I can only see
With my mind's eye
Unfamiliar shadows
Float untethered
All of my unicorns
Turn out to be sheep
And my beautiful owl
More present
Because of her absence
I know she is there
I can feel her
Just beyond the edge of sight
These are mist-dimmed days
Full of possibility
Myth and magic.

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