On gossamer wings my life floats into my mind,
cloudy shadows vague, puzzling and perplexing;
it seems my life has been more like opaque chapters,
sometimes the darkness, is fogbound and murky.
Yet, some unfathomable reverie brings me sweetness,
clouded in dimness, blurred and hazy and beautiful;
I linger in my reverie, in the mystifying mist of time,
and when it clears,...
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