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Halos In the Mist
Halos In The Mist
Golden rings of dim lights.
Soon to fade after dawn from night.
Cobblestones staggered down a crooked path astray.
Halos in the mist acknowledge a mystery.
Haunted places with roaming ghosts.
Halos to lemon quartz allures.
Fluent lights circles.
Take a stroll in the abandoned dark.
Just pondering past vivid shadows.
With loneliness all around.
Do you ever look up and wonder?
Maybe halos guide us in the dark.
Copyright ©
Charles Gadbois
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