Clouded Thoughts
Intellect Sea
Foremost to me,
Spreads far as my old eyes can see --
And past a dense
Fog of descent;
Not forthcoming of common sense.
And through the clouds,
A blackened shroud,
Where truth, unblemished, once did vow --
But now
I cannot see
In front of me...
Confounded by the breath in me.
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