The Fog

I couldn't see my way 
The fork only seemed 
like a slight bend 
The Fog slowly crept in
It covered the road ahead 
I felt the chill on my skin
Damp, unclear and cold
How did I not see? 
When did I look away? 
How could I be standing 
in such a heavy fog? 
How did I not see it coming? 
I walked back to the road 
I left 
 I found the sun shining brightly 
the fog dissipated 
all was clear
The heat warmed my skin
The light guides my way again.

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